Moment captured by me at the rooftop of the JR Hiroshima building.
Bare branches above
footsteps climb the wooden stairs
cars pass far below
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Lori A. A.
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Worth the Wait: Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica
Beach bumming in a small Caribbean beach town sounded like a perfect way to end our 6-month trip through Mexico and Central America. Or so we thought. The foul, fishy stench of rotten seaweed hit our nostrils as we stepped from the cramped bus and looked out at a rather depressing, empty, and underwhelming black sand beach. It was pouring with rain, and we had to quickly fish out our ponchos. We thought, this couldn’t be it, could it?
By Sh*t Happens - Lost Girl Travel6 days ago in Wander
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Your photo and poem complemented each other so well!