COSTA RICA - Stumbling down a pitch-dark beach in Costa Rica, the only thing stopping me from tripping and falling on my face is the dim red flashlight wielded, stingily, by my tour guide.
I and half a dozen other tourists have spontaneously formed an awkward conga line behind him, clutching at one another as we blindly follow him into the night.
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