I whine about Bali a lot, both because Bali and because British. But I love Indonesia. And this trip I’m on has reminded me why. Because Indonesia is the only place in the whole wide world where you can set out looking for an island populated entirely by midgets and land up diving with whale sharks. (Probably also the only place where the equivalent of the head of a county council will invite you to his house to meet the spirits of ancestral kings, too.) I am currently “on assignment” as ponces have it…
(c) EscapeArtistes – Read entire story here.
