a Sayulita summer, where long days turn into even longer nights. Beach days with sun-kissed skin, sea salted wavy hair, and sand between my toes. Who knows I might even jump on a surf board since this little town is known for the biggest swells and best waves. Color is all around me with handmade pom-poms and the colorful handmade ice cream, Paleta. I'd ride a yellow bike around town with fresh flowers in my front basket. I would see all I could see, meet all I could meet, and learn all I could learn. One day I will get to this marvelous town but for now I'll just dream...