Turning into a Beach Bum in Manuel Antonio
I’m not a beach person. Or so I thought. Turns out when you’ve been holed up in the gray labyrinth of a New York City winter, working hard at a new job and trying not to freeze…
I’m not a beach person. Or so I thought. Turns out when you’ve been holed up in the gray labyrinth of a New York City winter, working hard at a new job and trying not to freeze…