The warm, humid air hit me as I exited the big jet from New York. The sounds of the tropics accosted my hearing, welcoming me to Martinique, and a well needed break from the frozen north. The formalities at customs and the taxi to the marina were not real ... [read more]
The sun sets beyond the castle tower. where I sit reading a book, my face is faintly flushed. my eyes drink in the words on the page and stare at the pictures within. I turn the page, and catch my breath, eyes getting even wider with amazement. The pictur ... [read more]
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