Broken Dreams
December 1st 2005 Just out of Cucao this morning four young guys squeezed inside a small, white, hatchback pulled up next to us. The driver wound down his window and asked:
"Do you speak English?"
"Yea"
"Was that the National Park back there?"
"Yea"
"What, just the beach and stuff?"
"Yep, you can walk for 20kms North and South and it won´t change".
I actually got this last on the authority of
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