Tasting a huge chunk of paradise.
September 29th 2007 In the morning I’m up with the first rays of dawn, and Shahari’s friend, Mahmoud - a room steward at Mike’s Camp - is waiting at the foot of the sand dune. We cross to the other side of the island and walk down a long, wide beach with crabs scuttling at our feet and disappearing into the sand. There’s a thin line of trash that forms a refuse reef at the foot of the dunes - styrofoam cups,
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