844 days, 20,256 hours, 1,215,360 minutes, or 72,921,600 seconds. That is the approximate duration of my world tour. I never wanted it to end and now, in a manner of speaking, I suppose it never has to. If you wish to go by country do so by clicking on one above. They are numbered in the order I visited them, more or less. If you enjoy reading about it even a tenth as much as I enjoyed living it then you will not have wasted your time. Grab a refreshing beverage, settle in a comfortable chair, and make a journey across the world, experiencing it as I did. Then get off your ass and check it out for yourself. You're not getting any younger.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Scenes From Bondowoso (Java, Indonesia)

May 1st, 2009 - Contrary to what you might believe a red traffic light does not necessarily mean stop. No. It could mean accelerate, maintain current speed, slow down momentarily and then accelerate, or stop. Sometimes I think the red light is merely decorative. I do have a bit of difficulty making the determination but I find if I am the only one waiting then the light is probably a polite suggestion.

Today I hailed a becak (a three-wheeled bicycle taxi, pronounced beh-CHALK) and did a couple of laps around the center of town, snapping pictures the whole time. This was an excellent idea and a great way to see Bondowoso. Tourists are few and far between here so prepare to be the life of the party. Folks ate it up and I had a blast. Next time I may have to throw in a six pack of beer and make a day of it.

Tomorrow I will get up stupid early and head for the Ijen Plateau. If what I hear is accurate it should be quite a sight. Yesterday I was given directions by a hotel employee. I was a bit confused so I decided to check out the route before I try to tackle it in the dark on a motorcycle. Now I am even more confused. I did find the way but without the use of the prescribed route. In fact I have no idea what the hell the gentleman was attempting to tell me. More language barrier fun. I am sure it is I who am mistaken but I think maybe he was showing me the back way. I’m always so confused.

My chariot
















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