A TREEHOUSE, A RUM SHACK, AND BARBADOS BLISS

A TREEHOUSE, A RUM SHACK, AND BARBADOS BLISS

We bought fresh fruit from roadside stalls, ate lunch along the cliffs, and marveled at the surfers riding giant turquoise waves.  "Ghost roads" led us through abandoned sugar cane fields.  Then, one afternoon Duncan and I found ourselves helplessly lost, and we ended up in a spot we'll never forget.  It was traveler nirvana...

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