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.

Brick Wall (Bandar Lampung - Sumatra, Indonesia)

For an updated version of this post, go here.

I hit a brick wall. It came in the form of one of the worst head colds I have had in recent memory. Not sure where it came from but it seems to have manifested itself after my swim in the ocean. I left Kalinda in the south of Sumatra and was to drive five hours to the town of Krui on the west coast. I drove for one hour and realized I needed to circle the wagons. Luckily, I found myself in the fourth largest city in Sumatra, Bandar Lampung.

So I did what every hardcore adventurer does in a time of physical turmoil: I sequestered myself in a room at the Sheraton, laid in bed for the better part of three days, ordered room service, and watched HBO (all the Tuscany villa rentals were booked). Dr. Livingston I am not but it sure feels good to recuperate. The constant watering of my eyes made it difficult to drive the motorcycle. I am not sure the Sheraton was necessary but it was the first hotel I came upon. Might as well be comfortable, right?.  Tomorrow I plan to hop-along. This is not a fortuitous beginning to my Sumatran Jamboree.


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