Exploring Ambergris Caye: A Journey on Four Quiet Wheels
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The air was warm and sweet when I stepped outside that morning, the horizon still wearing the soft pastels of dawn. The sound of waves brushed gently against the shore,…
The air was warm and sweet when I stepped outside that morning, the horizon still wearing the soft pastels of dawn. The sound of waves brushed gently against the shore,…