Banks Dynasty – Day 17.5 (Part 2)
I make my way down the hill to the beach. On the surface, it’s a beach like any I’ve seen in San Sequoia or Tomarang, but there’s something different about it. The sand is harsher, rockier, and denser. It’s not a place that welcomes a beach towel, bare feet, and a string bikini. But it’s…

