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Published: April 26th 2012
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Pitch black. Silhouettes of palm trees are barely recognizable against a starry sky. The air is humid, and the ocean is still – the absence of the sun has done nothing to lower the dry season’s broiling temperature in the evening. The narrow trail across a forest is only visible through the flashlights that inform us of barbed fences precariously lining the sides of the path and the imposing f...
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TinNiE
" Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness "
beautiful place
this is sweet ^^ cute dogs, they are definitely used to the sea!