I spend my third day in MontaƱita sharpening my surf technique, losing at chess and confronting some frightening climate tipping points too.
I spend my third day in MontaƱita sharpening my surf technique, losing at chess and confronting some frightening climate tipping points too.
From the volcanic black sands of the Pacific to the rhythmic pulse of the surf. A journey through coastal sunsets, pupusas by the sea, and the salt-air soul.