Three days, four centuries: Álamos on the fly
We woke in our cabana, invisible birds chorusing all around us among the jungle of greenery that played and shifted … Continue reading Three days, four centuries: Álamos on the fly
We woke in our cabana, invisible birds chorusing all around us among the jungle of greenery that played and shifted … Continue reading Three days, four centuries: Álamos on the fly
There were very few other visitors in the casitas at the lodge; I’m not sure we ever saw any. We … Continue reading Sanctuary in the dry tropics, inside & out