Life has been taking me away from the computer in my off hours.

This past weekend it was Mexico.

Down in Rocky Point with Shan, Stacey, Dessie and Jeff to see Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers.

Friday was just getting there. All of us packed into a rental car that we almost didn't get because they messed up our reservation. After a morning and part of the afternoon wasted, we pointed our car south and we were gone.

And I didn't realize how little I cared that I was away from the computer, my cell and Ihop until I walked out onto the balcony of our room to see the beach right there.

After a few drinks some of us went down to the beach. Standing there, my pants rolled up to my knees, the Mexican water splashing me and soaking my pants even though I took care to keep them dry. I played in the sand, danced around in circles, laughed under the stars and stood with my arms spread wide, letting the breeze direct me up and down the beach.

I was owned by that moment. So suprised by how freely I laughed and danced up and down the beach.

Saturday found us shopping. I got a few pretty things. Later that afternoon, I swam in the ocean for the first time ever. Once I was shown that I need to let the wave carry me rather than fight it, I was having a great time.

Saturday night. There's almost nothing I could say that would do it justice.

The show started. The two opening acts were really great, talented singers doing solo accoustic sets.

Then Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers hit the stage. They started the show with 'Mexico', which was funny for all of us there. There were fireworks that seemed unintentionally timed, yet perfectly executed to the music. The moon rose behind us, in the background there was lighting in perfect sync with the songs.

The music played on, the wind kicked up and soon a few drops started hitting our heads. I looked around at my friends and they confirmed that they felt it too.

Soon the sky opened up and we were completely soaked to the skin with water, sand and happiness. I don't think any one of us has ever felt so connected with one and yet so free at the same time.

'Sonoran Hope and Madness' started and by the end of the song I was near tears. The whole night was just so incredibly beautiful. Something I'll never, ever let go of, something that lets me know I'm alive and that no matter what I do, I have to keep as many good times ahead of me as I put behind me.

At the end of the weekend we all headed home, I think each of us changed in different ways. I know I have and I know I'm glad that the trip happened.