I arose at the asscrack of dawn. Actually, the dawn’s crack was not even showing. As I walked toward the beach in the dark (power outage so no ambient lighting whatsoever) I was propositioned by a small Indonesia gentleman offering to do ‘whatever I want’ if I stayed with him.
I declined. I encountered a pack of stray dogs I thought might use me for a chew toy. They didn’t. While I was taking photos on the beach a well-fed transvestite came up behind me, put his/her hand on my back and offered a little ‘sucky, sucky’. I declined . . . again. Maybe I just don’t want to be loved.
It has not been all bad. In fact, it has been much better than I expected. The beach is actually quite nice and from 5:30 am to 7:00 am it is magnificent. After folks start showing up the vibe is quashed. Tomorrow I might just take a surf lesson and get silly.