Sun, sand and a tropical storm! February 16th 2016 The taxi is a three-wheeler: two, back-to-back, metal bench seats over the rear axle, welded to the front half of a motorbike. On this we, and our baggage, travel to Las Galeras; slowly, noisily and belching black smoke on every hill. We are glad when the hour long trip to the north coast is over.
Las Galeras is a small fishing village - the fish seller comes to the door every morning while we ... read more