Boroka Does The Caribbean Updated Today

Boroka, back in Budapest, looked out her rain-streaked window. On her desk lay the leather journal, open to a page covered in messy, ungraph-papered scrawl.

And so, three weeks later, Boroka found herself stepping off a puddle jumper onto the island of Santa Inéz, clutching a laminated itinerary and a small, waterproof notebook with graph-paper pages. boroka does the caribbean

“I don’t miss things,” Boroka said, mud dripping down her calf. “I reprioritize.” Boroka, back in Budapest, looked out her rain-streaked

“Please list all flora in order of toxicity,” she said. back in Budapest

She closed the notebook.