Inspiration happens in different places, obviously. And there's no telling how much inspiration one can get from the ocean and sunshine. Even rain (which we have definitely had a lot of that but hey, this is the tropics).
But to be inspired by the Super Bowl? That's unexpected. I cried 5 times. I don't want to talk about it, but yes, 5 times. And most of those were over commercials that moved me. I get moved easily.
Yesterday, we took a boat down Monkey River. We rode through a lagoon, then down a river, then walked through the jungle (fast because the mosquitoes were incredible). We saw some howler monkeys in the trees. A little baby one swinging from limb to limb.
Now I'm no stranger to reptiles because I live in the Delta, but on the way back down the river we saw this:
It's a freaking crocodile. We were so close.
Anyway, inspiration. Like fresh air in my lungs.