Coiba RM 110 62

Deep in its heart, the island harbors a dense forest where ancestral spirits remain entrapped. They leave untouched the crystal clearness of a lagoon, the territory of ocean beings.

In huts, powder pink flushes soft cheeks, warm shallow waters whisper a windswept cerulean blue and the virgin forest adds touches of green.

The Pacific appears on straw and the islands of Coiba ride a new wave.