Desa Dunia Beda (Lombok)

... so tired that we forgot to pear over the other side of the crater rim to see what was there. So we just sat, waited for our guides to pitch the tent, and recovered.

Suddenly, just as the sun was starting to set, the clouds began to clear. A view opened up over the top of the mountain which reminded us why we came all this way. It was stunning. Remembering where we were, I motioned to Kate to come the final 10 meters to the top. Exhausted, weary, and ...

... quite expensive for a really small room, 150.000IDR/night. Geez! But I had to take it as the part of my trip. I couldn't expect everything always going well because thing doesn't always work according to plan.

This island was so peaceful. No cars, no motorbikes, only bycycles and cidomos. You can smell the fresh air, feel the sun, walk safely, enjoy the scenery, awesome! Also you can snorkel, dive, eat, party, have fun! No wonder this island is so famous with its ...

Before I left the states, I made a final Doctor's appointment with Dr. Ravin--the best doctor I ever had. I really, really, like the guy. He shared with me an article from the JAMA suggesting men take Vitamin D supplements, as indoor work and sunscreen had created a Vitamin D deficiency. We often talk of such things--I asked him if he was taking Vitamin D, and he said yes. Good enough for me. I started taking Vitamin D. That finding may ...

... to the main road and were invited by him to a small shelter on the hillside. The shelter was meant for exactly this purpose - for villagers walking the countryside, tending to the fields and such, to escape from a monsoon downpour or the blistering heat. The dude, who spoke basically no English, was a really nice kid and he went out in the pouring rain to pull some peanut/bean like plant out of the ground for us to snack on. However, as ...

... with great views of the sunset). We had a great dinner which ended with the whole staff signing happy birthday (Indonesian version) and presenting a cake with Jaime's name written on top. It was a very entertaining night. The next day we decided to head down to Sengigi which is the main resort town, very small, with several good ...

... Only 20 more minutes along the rim and we were at the first camp. The site sat on the ridge with a rudimentry set up of to jagged cuts in the rock to hide between from the wind. Luckily our tents had flys and even more so it stopped raining before we needed to retire. The clouds broke a bit more and we could see the crater, the lake and the active volcano below, as well as the sun setting in the distance. It was beautiful ...

Singapore. What can we say about this little place? It was the easiest, most western place we'd visited to date and with a bit a jungle fever lurking in our systems, that wasn't a bad thing. Cream of chicken cup-a-soups and brown bread were on offer - which oddly felt like a present from the gods. A stroll around the city led us to a bankers' bar, full of expats clumsily warming their glasses of Champagne in failed attempts to climb the social ladder. (You'll never loose those Basildon ...

... lost everything including their live. I've seen it with my own eyes is so painfully to be witnesses such thing like that. The victims of the mud from lapindo try their best and patient to get what their deserves but yet still no hope coming toward them. The minute i wrote this some of those people still living in refugee camp, I could see into their eyes that they lost hope. Children that usually be able to run and went to school now just dreaming for them. Some ...

... humans I think they´re called), there were sharks and bumphead parrot fish (mahoosive), there were baracudas and angel fish, and a whole heap of other water creatures that are fascinating to get up close to. Anyway we had to go no matter how much we wanted to stay and so we set off still tipsy from the farewell do. This is where everthing went wrong. We were late. I could list loads of reasons why but I´m going to blame the locals cos ...

... rocky lumps like the worlds largest aggregate delivery at the worlds largest building site. And there was no other route, this was it, all the way round. Your feet would sink up to the ankle, your boots would fill with dust and sand, and you would slide back almost as far as you had stepped. You would try running but the effort sapped your strength and the gain wasn't worth it. You would try different techniques with your feet, toes pointed out like a skier going uphill, or ...