My story of diving in Borneo. It feels like my hands are attached to the boat. Thousands of thoughts are whirring through my head. What if I swallow water and can’t get back to the surface. What if there’s a shark who wants to eat me? What if I bump my head when I jump…
He stops. And I nearly bump into him. He stands. And looks around. I stand. And look around. Then he starts walking again. He listens, I’m listening. Then he stops again. This time I’m prepared and watch out. Then we start walking again. Over rough and smooth. And sometimes even over very Indiana Jones-ish suspension…
My trip to Borneo was one of these trips you’ll remember forever. Travelling how I like it. With jungle and spending a lot of time with the locals (and not the tourists) and islands with nothing on it than each one hotel and also a lot of awesome people. Borneo or more precisely Kalimantan (that’s…
They look at you as if they would never ever hurt a fly. Look at me, how cute I am. Yes, monkeys know how to use their puppy-eyes and pretend to be completely innocent. But they can also be real beasts. When it comes down to food you can’t stop them. The monkeys of Monkey…
It feels a little bit like Hitchcock’s “The Birds”. Every evening at dawn tens of thousands of herons come to the small village of Petulu in the heartland of Bali. Every evening. Petulu is a village like Ubud used to be before the artists came; before Elizabeth Gilbert found love there. (I do hate the…
