You keep your paradise, I’ll take my dirt
Let me paint a picture for you
As I write this I am sitting under a beautiful lime tree, surrounded by thick green grass and the gentle wind that blows through my hair carries the scent of the ocean, which is about 20 yards from where I lay. The songs from strange birds fill the air with the occasional interruption of laughter from one of my teammates, and I find myself rendered almost speechless in a few moments of tranquility in this tropical paradise.
Our contact took us to a bit of an oasis for out last free day in El Salvador, and we are all enjoying the peace and relaxation. We are...