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Louisa St Aubyn documents a Surf Trip to Guatemala. Louisa took a path to the ocean and has been lost to the sea ever since.
Check the cheeky trees.
Onboard for the Pacific storm.
Mama to you and me.
Sunday football. Open goal.
Bonding steps of a squad.
Skip through the portal.
The elusive other side.
Unbuckle the ride.
The delight of a spinning wheel.
Tangled up, reboot and rewire.
Gumboots on, slosh, slosh. A roundabout drifter hound howls from the chest not the throat.
Sauced up, globally.
Familia, inner core.
Cornered in a pen, there’s a sign post to escape. Bounded by unsung verses of pain. The sounds of the sea overpowers the chimes of discord. The foam underneath is the passageway out to the horizon.