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Little Cayman day

The short walk to the water is a winding path of soft sand, stubborn plants, grumpy iguanas and structures far beyond their glory days. When I actually come to the sea, all that’s left is a leaning, rotted wood post with a caught tattered, sun faded blue cloth gently swaying in the breeze. It’s eerily quiet and I can’t help but think the world has just stopped. Continue reading