Week Nineteen. Reunions.
Every once in a while you meet people in life who you instantly connect with. Anne was one of those people.
We met a year earlier out in the surf in Lombok. I was instantly drawn to her easy smile and good vibes she was putting out in the lineup. After exchanging smiles and wave reports we decided to to do dinner that night as it was her and her husbands last on the island.
So my travel companion and I met up with her and her husband Nico and their beautiful ,full of life, two year old Tao at a small wurang later on.
The conversation was easy and the laughs plentiful. We parted with each others contact details and a promise to one day see each other again.
So here I am just over one year later sitting at the beach in France with this beautiful family who has now grown to four with the addition of little Liam. A reminder of why I travel, to meet incredible people, to share and experience different lives and make those magical connections that can so often turn into life long friendships as this one surely will.
