Where did I leave off? Oh right, summer 2012 - Indonesia. I'd never been anywhere so tragically impoverished as Jakarta. I wish you could have been there, could have seen it. It would humble you. The shanty towns butted up against train tracks; the child-beggers, thin as rails; the islands of rubbish floating down the canals. There are infinite towns like this on our big, blue-and-green marble, but Jakarta was the first time I had been surrounded by poverty that consumed and destroyed everything in its path. If I have the right to give anyone advice whatsoever, it would be to go, see it. It's everywhere. It's Marrakesh and Kathmandu and Hanoi. It's Central America and Central Asia. It's worse in Africa. And unless your heart is made out of soot, adamantine and Grinch frowns, it completely changes your perspective on every single aspect of your life.
|Top of Borobudur|
|Inside each of those honeycomb things, |
there is a dude.
And what's a trip to Indonesia without laying on the beach in Baliiiiiii.
And then Singapore. Oh Singapore, you are nothing short of a first world oasis surrounded by a desert of third world countries. Gotta admit, as worthwhile as it is to visit developing countries, it gets emotionally draining. I might not have made it through without a few days in this gem.
|The hotel with that super famous infinity pool on top.|
I am determined to stay here one day.
|Gardens by the Bay. Gorgeous!|
Anyway, I don't have much to say, just feeling nostalgic. You know how it is, getting older and whatnot. Hopefully I'll get caught up with writing about some of these countries soon. I have like 12 more to share with y'all! TTFN!