You're sitting on the sand of Palm Beach in Aruba, the horizon is beginning to turn gold and the Caribbean Sea is fading black. Your toes dig into the sand as to anchor you in this spot forever, but yet this moment won't last. The plunging sun only last so long as does the ice in your rum punch. Day turns to night and Aruba goes calm. You wake in the morning, dead set on doing it all over again.
(Photo by Digital Gold via flickr)
Cheers,
Ryan
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