Our first night

Our first night they took us to one side of the island... far from wher we live. called Laura... after an american actress. the other side is called Rita... after Rita Heyworth. we drank coconut milk out of the coconut and broke them in half and ate the insides. The sunset was beautiful and it was the perfect setting for the first spirituality night.

The beauty of this place exists in a permanent dichotemy with its ugliness. I guess that is everywhere... but its extreme here sometimes. Reminds me of India and Nepal... but everything does sometimes.