Sunday, August 14, 2011

NEWS// Pure Bathing Culture: Ivory Coast

I'm staying at a old fashioned beach house, the wooden tiles smooth with age. I laugh as I run down the white beach, the sand scorching my feet. Slowing down as I hit the crystal clear waters of the ocean, its cool waves lap at my knees. Looking out towards the horizon, a few torn clouds soften the sky and a light breeze tickles my cheeks. All is right with the world, and a peace descends. Listen to the soundtrack to this below, and visit the duo's Bandcamp page here...