Thoughts From the Journey
I’m currently in the capital of Indonesia. It feels oh-so Asian. And fairly Muslim too, though I don’t find the locals here as intimidating as their compatriots in the Middle East. With over 10 million citizens, Jakarta is populous. But Indonesia itself is populous: the 4th most country in the world (behind China, India, and …
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I’m back in Sentani. Good ol’ civilization. Even if it’s third world civilization. Even if it’s “wild west” civilization. Dave, who picked us up at the airport, told about how he got stuck in the middle of a local demonstration yesterday in Sentani, including having a guy in front of his vehicle wave a pistol …
Often my most creative writing thoughts come at an inopportune time for recording said thoughts. One such time is just before drifting to sleep. Like now, but this time I gave in, got out of bed, and pulled out ye old laptop to jot down a few sundry thoughts. I’m not sleepy anyways. I’m still …
I’ve been without internet for quite awhile. Since writing last I’ve gone interior where I’ll be another couple weeks. Our internet unexpectedly started working again (intermittently) so I get to update ye olde blog. I’m staying with a missionary family out in the bush among the Moi tribe, helping them get set back up here …
I should enjoy these lazy days while I have them. Haven’t been doing much around here… pretty slow this past week. Just hanging around little ol’ Sentani, Papua. Road Work Helped missionaries some on road work in front of the mission. Got bit up by bugs, but so far haven’t contracted the Dengue fever, which …
I saw this warning notice regarding touts on the back of a slick brochure for local tourist company Krishna Bali Tour: “Please make a call direct by your self to have the true information and avoid diverting to the other personal. Some case happen because of diverting that make you feel disappointed and you blame …
A Million Motorbikes. “Taxi?” Oppressive heat. “Taxi?” Short Statured Locals. “Taxi?” Bali, a Pacifica Isle. “Taxi?” No, I don’t want a taxi. After five flights and a two day layover in Italy, I made it to Bali, Indonesia. Now just two more flights to my final destination: the mountains of Irian Jaya where I’ll spend …