November 2011
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Peak of Perfection - The Australian
WE start with an unscheduled stop. “The alternator broke,” explains my driver, Martin. He closes the bonnet and gives me a look of good-natured resignation. I roll down the window and look around. Below us lie verdant valleys, above us are precipitous mountains; and water, water everywhere.
The lush, mountainous flanks of Dominica, an island roughly the size of Manhattan, stream...