One of the things I love about going over to the east side of the island is going through the H3 tunnel. It's almost like a portal, because once you're on the other side of the mountain, it's as if you're flying and soaring down the highway enjoying a pretty epic view. You can see the cement beams that make up the foundation of this bridge you're on, and you don't know if you can trust it's structure with it being so high. But once you're on ground level, the east side is a quaint country, per se. I rarely make my way through this side of the mountain, but when I do, I always enjoy myself - after all, some of the best beaches are here.
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