“In my dream, I was sitting on a dock with a man who told me, if you are cremated and your ashes scattered in the ocean, you can hug your family all the time when they are at the beach.
“That is when I decided that my feelings for the ocean were not an addiction. It was love.”
A story told to me by Andres Maldanado, a fisher from Puerto Rico whos was on the bus ride from Caracas to Cumana for the GCFI conference. We arrived at 2:30 am. It couldn’t have been a better start.