A tiny fire illuminates dancers secretly moving to an ancient African beat. The rhythm comes from beating sticks on two calabash halves placed facedown in a tub of water, a bastel. The sound is softer than a drum; drums are forbidden. Quickly, the bastel is dismantled… someone is coming.
The geological past and present of Curaçao rely on coral. Its ecological and economic survival depend on it as well.
Nestled deep within the cliffs of a low limestone escarpment on Curaçao’s north coast are the Hato Caves. A visit to this subterranean world is like a trip back in time.
There’s an old expression, “The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.” And for certain, the unique forest these stewards of the environment are planting shall never shade them. That’s because it’s underwater!