Ode to a Shirt
Dearly beloved, We are gathered here today outside this crappy guesthouse in Kuta to say farewell to a dear and treasured…
Dearly beloved, We are gathered here today outside this crappy guesthouse in Kuta to say farewell to a dear and treasured…
“Geck…o” “Geck……o” “Geck……..o” The sound of my favourite reptile erupted from the bushes. Crickets launched into their nightly chorus as the…
“Seriously, rain again?” I was sensing a theme here. Just like our cycle tour through the rice paddies a week earlier,…
I groaned as the alarm clock blasted into life. It was far too early to get out of bed. Finally figuring out…
Our cab inched slowly down the street, the driver well and truly lost. We had driven all the way from Legian…