Certainly I was overexcited. There’s no point denying it. After a month of being a shipwreck on the shore of the sea of life, only staying afloat due to very occasional uplifting encounters with mermen and mermaids like Mirek and Ksenija. (They have a truly excellent beautifully written and put together blog by the way, […]Read More Ubud…the Dancing Quince.
Kuta, Perth’s northernmost suburb, has been a happy playground for Aussies this last half century gone. It started to go off full tilt about the time the Americans landed on the Moon. Now the Jews have crashed onto the Moon and the Chinese are up to something inscrutable on the dark side and still the […]Read More Kuta…the Curate’s Egg
Man, there is a forest FULL of #*@$%*! monkeys here…and people actually go to look at ‘em ? Not me though, I’ve read “Me Cheetah” an epic tell-all roller coaster ride of an autobiography which lays bare the dark and hairy soul of these our simian cousins. Besides, there was more than enough wildlife to […]Read More Monkey Forest Road
Early morning in Ubud. My complimentary breakfast (it always looks up at me, winks suggestively and says something like “Who’s a pretty boy then” or “lookin’ good this morning Tiger”) wasn’t ready just yet. So I stumbled onto the footpath of the Main Street to see what I could see. This is what I saw. […]Read More Ubud 7 am
Banyuwangi, unlike Krakatoa, actually East of Java….well…..Far eastern Java anyway. Let’s see, our last sight of Java was Ronnie, the Sunglasses King. Nice guy. The Customs Guy gave us a cheery thumbs up, though arguably technically not. More a fist really. Yes. Let’s face it. He was giving us the fist. I looked deeply […]Read More The Boat to Bali
Lets get get one thing straight, we’re albino Bengalis not bang bang kokolees but man oh man what a show Bangkok is turning on for us. But before we settle down with a Chang Lager and Dum sim here is the great Betty Chung’s bang bang. OK, she’s not Thai but we’re all Asian in […]Read More Bang Bang