Ah the Azores! Back to last summer, two flights and about ten hours by boat later, we land at night on the small island of Faial at the end of the archipelago. When we wake up everything is green and calm, we are almost alone with the locals, the sea is full 9f fish and.. oh who slipped this speargun in my luggage?
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