„Attention!", so I shouted several times on my journey throught Dominca, but Wellington was a secure driver and managed very well with the narrow rough streets and the horning cars coming in opposite direction.
He led me to a pebble beach in the west where my feet were massaged substantially; to the emerald pool in the middle of the rain forest with crystal clear water; to the wilder east coast and to the wide beach of Portsmouth in the north.
And of course we provided from a traditional meal.
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