I spent this weekend riding around from beach to beach on both bicycles and motorbikes, taking in the breathtaking scenery.
Palm trees galore.
My friend, Tanya, perched on the top of the giant red sand dunes that abut the beach.
The surf was comparable in magnitude to the waves at home in Quogue.
Beach hut.
Village with fishing boats speckling the water.
My motorbike chauffeur extraordinaire.
Thatched beach house with local kids standing in front of their abode.
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