A volunteers´ story – Natasha Caroli

When Ali Baba (Alastair) asked me to write a blog about my experience here over the past month I took a minute, sat on the hammock which I had claimed as my own over this past month, closed my eyes and listened to the waves crashing on the beach. I realized, “How do I write about a place that leaves me lost for words at the end of each day?”  That’s difficult right? Well I’ll try anyways.  Read more