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March 16th, 2009 - There is no escape from the inane rantings of Gallus gallus domesticus. Their timing sucks and they cock-a-doodle-doo their asses off from about 4 am to 10 am and sometimes all day just for shits and giggles. They are a force to be reckoned with. You cannot stop them. You can only hope to contain them....or nibble on their breasts with a side of fries and a cold beer.
March 16th, 2009 - There is no escape from the inane rantings of Gallus gallus domesticus. Their timing sucks and they cock-a-doodle-doo their asses off from about 4 am to 10 am and sometimes all day just for shits and giggles. They are a force to be reckoned with. You cannot stop them. You can only hope to contain them....or nibble on their breasts with a side of fries and a cold beer.
So I am in Lombok, the Gili Islands to be precise. I was planning to head to Mt. Ringani straight away but as it turns out they will not start guiding climbs until at least the 26th of March. So to Gili Trawangan I have come. It is a fine place.
No vehicles on the island, just bicycles and horse-drawn carts. This is definitely a good thing. Now if I could just start shooting the damn chickens the picture of peace and calm would be complete (Of course I jest. All creatures are beautiful....probably).
No vehicles on the island, just bicycles and horse-drawn carts. This is definitely a good thing. Now if I could just start shooting the damn chickens the picture of peace and calm would be complete (Of course I jest. All creatures are beautiful....probably).
