A package arrived in the mail yesterday. Since I wasn’t expecting anything, I was a little surprised and a little excited. What could it be?
I grabbed the scissors, cut through the tape and opened the lid on the little white box to reveal a bottle of “pills.” These weren’t just any pills. The rainbow-colored contents of the clear jar are apparently a cure for wanderlust … at least that’s what the writing on the jar promises.
I lifted it out of the box and read the gold words: “For fast relief of the incurable desire to travel.”
I laughed out loud – a sort of combination of glee and delight. This is the PERFECT gift for me. I double-checked the shipping label. I had noticed the address at first glance, but looking again there was the name of the sender. A friend from California sent me this brilliant goodie.
I spent a few minutes oo’ing and aaah’ing over the bottle and its contents. I untied the label hanging from its neck and opened the accordion folds to reveal a guide to the treats inside.
I unscrewed the lid and peered inside. Reaching in carefully, I pulled out a tiny flamingo. It was pink (as all flamingos should be) and hard. It had been nestled against two bright read gummy-feeling candies.
I perused the guide and discovered I was about to eat a “Mini ‘Mingo.” I sucked on the candy for a second then bit into it, crushing it and releasing a flavor that is akin to a sweet tart.
I went back to the jar and pulled out one of the red gummies. Not surprisingly, I easily confirmed my guess: It was a Swedish fish. A few chews later I headed to the jar again. My third test of the contents was a crimson gummi bear. Having spent extensive time in Germany, I’m fairly certain this was a cherry Haribo gummi bar. Oh the delight of half-chewing, half gumming that favorite flavor from my youth!
I screwed the lid back on my “prescription” and turned to Greg. “I don’t think this cure is going to work,” I offered. “I’ve only had three bites and I already want to travel even more.” We had a laugh and shared how great it is to have a friend who clearly knows me. I figure at three tastes a day I have about a month to get through this “medication.” I’ll let you know if it works.
There’s a whole world out there just waiting to be explored. I don’t think I want to be cured of my desire to explore it.
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