I think you can see here how all that protects you from falling more than a thousand meters to your death is a carefully stacked (no mortar or concrete) stone wall.
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My Peace Corps adventures in Cabo Verde.
The Fine Print
The statements and opinions represented here are those of the author and are in no way affiliated with the Peace Corps or the United States government." Also, the author has and will, on occassion, change the names of those involved to protect the innocent, and it is possible that certain liberties may have been taken with the space time continuum. This has been done for you, the reader.
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- E.T.
- Ponto do Sol
- Vuk Taref
- Road to Fontainhas
- Font Pano
- The Hike Through Fontainhas
- Fontainhas
- Also the Cutest Girl Ever
- Gals at the Party
- Sumpin' Smells Good!
- For Daron's Ma
- Txangreja Pano
- How I Spend My Free Time
- Signage
- Flooding
- Dia de Torturuginha (Part Deaux)
- Turlte Beach
- Elder Talkin' Bout Turtles
- Little Green Bastards
- Watching the turtles Swim Away
- The Boys at the beach for Turtle Day
- The Gals at the Beach for Turtle Day
- Me and A Baby Sea Turtle
- The Hike Down Through Paul
- The Current View From My Balcony
- Up the Valley From CDI
- View of Cha dÍgreja from the Ridge
- Food Market in Mindelo
- Volcano Crater in Paul, Santo Antao
- Still Kickin!
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