What I Remember Most Isn’t Pink
The Back of the Postcard People don’t travel to northern Colombia for the villages. They travel for the flamingos. At least, that’s what I thought as we climbed into our guide Ben’s SUV for the two-hour drive from the Caribbean coast to Santuario de Fauna y Flora Los Flamencos. I’d seen the brochures with impossibly … More What I Remember Most Isn’t Pink


