Day 689: Kupanged!
20.11.10: A sticky and uncomfortable night on the ferry was compounded by the tuck shop’s (pot noodles and skinny cans of Sprite – it’s the same all over Indonesia) decision…
Day 688: Executive Class
19.11.10: Last night I stayed in the grottiest pension I think I’ve ever seen. Aimere is most definitely a one horse town as the only option was a pension down…
Day 687: There Be Hobbits
18.11.10: One of the things about living out of a backpack is that it’s so easy to forget things. I’ve probably got about one hundred items with me, ranging from…
Day 686: Here Be Dragons
17.11.10: Onboard my boat to see the Komodo Dragons were a couple of mad Italians from Milan called Franco and Frederico. The two-hour ride from Labuanbajo to the island of…
Day 685: A Bunch of Flores
16.10.10: The next boat that would sensibly get me to the island of Timor is leaving the southern port town of Aimere on Friday morning. It’ll take me all of…
Day 684: The Slow Fast Boat
15.11.10: The bus drove through the night, arriving in the eastern port town of Sape at 8am, just in time for the ferry to Labuanbajo in Flores. The helpful tout…
Day 683: The Long Goodbye
14.11.10: It was too early to fathom what was going on, but I seem to have found my way into a taxi and it seems to be heading to the…
Days 678-682: The Exquisite Clutches of Calypso
09.11.10-13.11.10: By Tuesday afternoon I still hadn’t heard back from Simon about whether or not my laptop could be fixed in Bali. At this point I was kinda raring get…
Days 676-677: BUNGEEEEEEEEE!!
07.11.10-08.11.10: On Sunday I met up with Justin for my bungee jump at AJ’s, but sadly, no AJ. He was there earlier, but not now. However, we did get him…
Days 670-675: I’m on Bali
01.11.10-06.11.10: Many moons ago, when I was a wee nipper running around the playground in shorts annoying the hell out of people (not much has changed, the playground has just…