The walk from 21 Sand Flea Drive towards the ivory sands of northwest Florida’s emerald coast is a quick but harrowing adventure. As soon as you exit the large wooden door frame of the three story bungalow,...
“We’re going to the beach in that?” I asked in horror as I stared, wide-eyed, at the decaying, rusty school bus. I wasn’t expecting a pristine bus in Haiti, of all places, but I didn’t feel safe...
Don’t you just hate those type of families that make their decisions last minute? Well, that is what my family is like. My family and I had originally decided to go to Shell Island; however, the day...
