Caribbean Tide

Amidst much sweat and in a daze from the heat, we wandered through an 18th century sugarcane plantation. Look at these colors and all that grand wood furniture. It'd be easy to sit on the veranda here drinking rum and lemonade, and in the hot season—which is, coincidentally, also ravaged by hurricanes—board the place up and head north to the mainland. Hmm?

 

 

 

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