Indonesia. For most, synonym with Bali drunken scooter rides and cheap poolside Bin Tangs. A sweaty, crowded beating heart, as intricate as the dubious electric wires dangling overhead like tangled fishing line. I too used to see it only as an exotic playground to indulge oneself in drunken follies and endless partying; but for those … Continue reading Finding oneself in Indo’s heart of wilderness – Travel Writing