White sands


La Luz... my three-hour away haven for city stress. It's amazing how two days can re-charge a burned-out spirit, or was that just the beer talking at 10am? Trying to squeeze in hang-time with friends before jetting off to the heart of Indochina for a year of OFWing is such a pleasurable pain. The sun sets too quickly when you're having fun. I wish I could burry my feet in the white sands again, even for just another second before the tide pulls it out again in a mad rush of foam.


