I am not a deep person like many that post on this thread. I wish I were. A few nights ago I watched a movie about Jamaica and I found a song in my head, if I could write one, it would be titled My beautiful Jamaica. I have not been fortunate to travel the world like some. I start saving again as soon as I leave for next year. It's not just the party time of holiday it's the lilt in the voices, the vibe in the music, a little child that is laughing even though you know they do not have or ever will the riches that we take advantage of everyday. It seems like they already know that they live in the most prosperous place on the planet that we just can't seem to see. I truly love this country and the many people of the melting pot. I even started wondering which tribes they may have come from last trip. What a long strange trip it's been.