Sunrise beach St. Martin in the Caribbean.
Growing up in a remote village in Bhutan a car that we saw once or twice a month was a source of great excitement, then i moved to the city and it became airplanes. Standing on the beach a few meters from the airstrip was something.
We must have seen two dozen planes land over our heads and I relived the childhood excitement again... and again.
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