The story behind Palm Fever (© May 2015), written while cruising to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico:
I woke up at 6:30 a.m. and felt excitement in the air so I stepped out on the balcony, and was hit with the first wave of tropical humidity. Ahhh… We were getting closer to Puerto Vallarta, and I just had to sit out on that balcony. I think Rich was surprised when I woke him up around 6:40 a.m.
I was overcome with emotion and began to tear up. This surprised me. Where was this coming from? Was it connecting with my younger self because the last time I’d been in PV was 34 years ago? Or was it connecting with tropical environs, reminding us of our life in Florida? Perhaps both.
But whatever was driving the emotion, lyrics to a song just came to me and I wrote them down. (Later, I wrote a melody for it). But writing today’s report, I’m just so excited and never anticipated this level of excitement over PV. Yes, I wanted Rich to experience it but I hadn’t realized how much PV meant to me.