Our last few weeks have been slow and grueling travel. I have endured long bus journeys with sadistic and maniacal drivers who have some serious road rage, and need to seek help. I have killed an obscene amount of mosquitoes and creepy, crawling creatures. Spent days without running water, electricity, or clean clothes. I have been trucking along doing the best I can with a lack of sleep, a lack of toilet paper, a lack of internet and a lack of western conveniences.
But through this period of supposed depravity, I had some amazing experiences, saw some of the most wonderful places and animals, and met truly gracious and generous people. I gained much more than I ever thought I had suffered. I am truly lucky to have been inconvenienced and challenged by a place as startlingly beautiful as Sumatra, Indonesia. Indonesia is the place that steals your heart. You try to fight it but it woos you like few other places can. It has been hit by tsunamis, earth quakes, violence, you name it. Despite all of this misfortune and disaster she somehow rises back up and manages to intoxicate you with her rugged and stunning scenery. So forgive me for all my bitching and moaning, Sumatra, I am so not worthy.
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