Seeing this place for the first time was a disorienting jolt from the very different world that clearly existed just beyond the front gates.
On this particular day, we felt very alone. Where were all the other guests? Who knows. There were always only a couple of familiar faces each time we sat outside. It was only on our last day at Pacific Paradise when a tour bus suddenly showed up to dump a busload of American-looking guests, finally breathing some life into this very pristine but lonely place.
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