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It looked so perfect. Such a flawless island, but just because you're in paradise doesn't mean you're safe from danger and problems. When 34 year old Vincent Ruff is on vacation in the Bahamas, he is caught in the crossfire of a terrorist attack and must put all of his survival skills to the test as he must get off the island with a handful of other survivors. Will they escape Hell in Paradise or burn in the fires of the decaying island?
During our self- described “trip of a lifetime,” from January 17, 2001 to April 20, 2001, we drove from Woodstock, down the east coast to Key West, Florida, then north again and west through the Florida panhandle, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and Nevada, visited our friends (the ones that started this whole thing) in California and then returned east on a different route home. We stayed overnight in parking lots, trailer parks or homes of friends and relatives, and for as long as a week at a time in RV resorts, motels and time-shares. We were blessed to be able to gaze at, explore and visit many beautiful places, but we were especially stunned by the spectacular sunsets we witnessed. In tribute to those sunsets, I have named this book, “Driving Towards the Sunset.”
It looked so perfect. Such a flawless island, but just because you're in paradise doesn't mean you're safe from danger and problems. When 34 year old Vincent Ruff is on vacation in the Bahamas, he is caught in the crossfire of a terrorist attack and must put all of his survival skills to the test as he must get off the island with a handful of other survivors. Will they escape Hell in Paradise or burn in the fires of the decaying island?
During our self- described “trip of a lifetime,” from January 17, 2001 to April 20, 2001, we drove from Woodstock, down the east coast to Key West, Florida, then north again and west through the Florida panhandle, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and Nevada, visited our friends (the ones that started this whole thing) in California and then returned east on a different route home. We stayed overnight in parking lots, trailer parks or homes of friends and relatives, and for as long as a week at a time in RV resorts, motels and time-shares. We were blessed to be able to gaze at, explore and visit many beautiful places, but we were especially stunned by the spectacular sunsets we witnessed. In tribute to those sunsets, I have named this book, “Driving Towards the Sunset.”