Dew-covered chocolate on Trukhanov Island

I think that every person, every once in a while, must greet the sunrise in a strange place, preferably a beautifully strange place, and perhaps with a breakfast of last night’s champagne leftovers and a bit of dew-splashed chocolate. In the case of Sasha and I, we also had the apricots that some guy droppedContinue reading “Dew-covered chocolate on Trukhanov Island”