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An Island and a Flasher in Venezuela

Yeah, I have had many ridiculous trips, but this one, clearly left a horrible imprint in my brain, which I have attempted to scrub out, no such luck. It all started a fateful Christmas, in which I was heading home to Caracas from boarding school, in Canada. I landed in

Swingers, really?

Years ago, around this time of year, my then boyfriend, now husband and I went to a networking event at a club with some work friends. Now to describe a government networking event, Oh my, think about a room full of badly dressed 20 somethings, alcohol and