The theme of this essay is people we meet on our travels lead us to some of our most magical experiences. Watching the turtle lay her eggs is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that Simon wouldn't have experienced if he didn't meet Paul and Angela.
His language has a poetic rhythm when he sets a scene so it creates very strong imagery. "As it rose, the soft and sugary sand took on an appearance just like snow--the sea beyond it black, its waves crashing rhythmically on the shore, the rocks behind black also, and in between them this postcard-sized field of the purest white shell powder, illuminated by the immense pale moon, and with a clear sky full of a blizzard of stars" (268). It is evident though his language that he is eternally grateful for his time with Paul and Angela. "I was at that instant blessed beyond relief, beyond all understanding" (270). His language makes me think back to my travels and how grateful I am to the people who made it so special.
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