The True Meaning of Travel

I remember jumping into a rusty old jeep wrangler with a broken turn signal, a cloth roof, which had holes so that anytime its wheels rolled over a bump water would spill onto the passenger seat. It was my second time on the island of Aruba. But my first truly experiencing its wonders. My first […]

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