|
|
How can you not like this? Note the generator. In Indonesia the power often goes out for many hours at a time.
|
|
Our service: Mice?!
|
|
|
If you haven't noticed by now, I love taking photos of garbage. I can't get over seeing how people treat their own environment.
The slow going through mountain roads in Flores everyday dragged on me, and the long ferry across to Sumbawa was a beast, so by the time I kept got to Bima on Sumbawa, I had been traveling every day for over a week. I decided to rest for a couple of days. I like these kinds of provincial towns. It is great to go through a market and eat all the great fruit and take photos. Like anywhere else in Indonesia, people are very friendly, especially so in a non-touristy place like Bima.
|
|
Shredded coconut girl
|
|
Tofu and tempeh woman
|
|
Raw meat woman
|
|
Cassava chip man
|
|
A mangosteen still-life.
|
|
Fruit cart. Do you recognize salaks between the bananas and durians? Deeelicous!
|
|
|
Rice fields from the plane as I am ascending from Biwa, Sumbawa to Mataram, Lombok. ("Lombok" means chili) I stayed in town two nights and then mentally fried by so much nonstop traveling, I went to the south coast to Kuta, Lombok, which is the antithesis of Kuta, Bali.
Below is a rectangle-shaped island and that blotch in the middle of the picture is from my damn camera. It is something inside the camera (i.e. it can't be fixed). Below right is me at Mataram airport. I lost over 10lbs in Indonesia. I would be happier about it if I hadn't gained more than that at home before I started this trip.
|
|
|
|
I asked this woman for directions and she gave me a ride to town. I can't recall which one wore the helmet.
|
|
I hitchhiked and got a ride from this off-duty cop.
|
|
Ice delivery!
|
|
Fish on a stick
|
|
I stayed at this guest house for a week because it had a good mattress and I could sleep like a normal human being--finally! It doesn't have a name or sign because the owner doesn't want to pay taxes.
|
|
I came back one day to see a motorcycle with a California license plate parked in front. He calls himself "Lucky". He was amused that I could travel knowing I have 3 figures in the bank, while I was more impressed by the way he travels and his spirit.
|
|
This is next door. Every day after school this girl would sit alone in the tree. I don't know why this struck me. It was--what is the word?
|
|
Happy hands massage? Where am I? Bangkok?
|
|
|
|
Lucky gave me a ride to a nice beach about 8km west of Kuta. Beautiful beach, great for swimming, clean, quiet, shady--and a dead dolphin hanging in a tree.
|
|
|
|
A view of Kuta, Lombok. A new international airport is being built about 15km inland. I asked a lot of people if they thought Kuta was going to change. The average person didn't know, but land speculators had their own ideas. Almost all of the prime real estate along the entire southern coast is foreign-controlled, too.
|
|
Two girls, probably Sasak, the main ethnic group on Lombok, and the most beautiful, perhaps, in all of Indonesia. There is a large Arab population on Lombok. Apparently many refugees trying to get to Australia realize that life can be pretty good here as they marry local Muslim women and stay.
People all the time ask me where I am from, but it was interesting for me to ask them the same as transmigration has become extensive. Young people will leave their families if there are jobs elsewhere.
|
|
Me big man!
|
|
This sand was very special, like little globular balls.
|
|
McDonald's isn't an equal opportunity employer. You have to be 165cm to work here, which is 5' 5", a tall order (thank you!) to fill in this country.
|
|
This is my favorite photo, and here it is last. Does anyone look through all of my photos?
|
|
back to top
|
