A return to a slice of paradise, a place where abnormality becomes the norm and a chance to once again appreciate all the sights, smells and sounds that we had long forgotten over the cold winter months.
After a grueling twenty-seven hour plane Journey, the 4 hour ride to the coast seems like a small feat. Of course, after covering a meagre 9 miles after the first five hours of leaving the airport, we realise that the arduous journey is long yet over. Nine hours later we arrive at our final destination.
Waking up the next morning to the sound of mosques going off and the waves crashing in the distance, the journey quickly fades to distant memory and we begin to remember what it’s like to slow down and enjoy the small intricacies of in one of our favourite places.
Photos – Paul Gallegos
