k
eep your eyes open,
youmight seeadolphin,”
whispers themasseuse
as she pourshot juniper
oil overmy shoulders.
“Theyusuallycomeat
this time of day.”
It’s dusk onKamalame
Cay, the only luxury
resort onNorthAndros
Island in theBahamas,
and I’mpeering down
through a floorwindow
in theoverwater spa. The
pinkwavesarehypnotic.My
heart rate slowsand seems
to synchronizewith the
hushof thewaves. I can
feel theyearsmeltingaway.
Reclaimingamoreyouthful spirit is
exactlywhy I’mhere. Fivecenturiesago
SpanishexplorerPoncedeLéonhunted
thesewaters for the legendaryFountain
ofYouth. The localLucayanshad
regaledhimwith talesof anearby island
withacontinual springof running
waterof suchmarvelousvirtue that the
water thereof beingdrunk…makethold
menyoungagain.
Ponceandhisconquistadorswere
rumored tohave landedonAndrosand
discoveredamysteriousartesianspring.
ButbeforePoncecouldreporthisdiscov-
eryback to thekinghewasdone in,not
ashe feared,byoldage,butbyapoisoned
arrow.Whatwas itabout thewater thatso
intriguedPonce, Iwondered?Could there
reallybesomething to the legend?
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