Time is either our ally or our enemy. It flies when we’re having fun, yet passes at a glacial pace when we’re bored. The harder we race against it the faster it seems to catch up, and the greater we wish…
The 27 hour journey from Los Angeles to Song Saa Private Island was a small, inconsequential price for admittance to paradise. It began with a red eye from Los Angeles to London where I settled for a few days before making…