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It starts in Miami at the Suriname Airways counter. One can always pick the Surinamese passengers; they are different from other Caribbean peoples. They are probably the most diverse multi-racial mix; quieter, more reserved yet one feels from their open friendly smiles, hints of something shared amongst themselves that outsiders can only guess at. The chaotically casual check-in disarms, disquiets, just as the applause the pilots receive as a reward for each successful touchdown affirms, Suriname Airways only owns one small twelve-seater and one never knows whose logo will appear on the larger chartered aircraft for the twice weekly flights.
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