The week of preparation before leaving for Cua Lo
MY day there, you couldn't see 10 metres... then the mist would swirl for a moment and you caught a glimpse of a rockface right in front of the boat. None of this beauty was visible, but there was a tangible sense of mystery...
MY day there, you couldn't see 10 metres... then the mist would swirl for a moment and you caught a glimpse of a rockface right in front of the boat. None of this beauty was visible, but there was a tangible sense of mystery...
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