Ok, just take a minute and look at how beautiful this place is....
Incredible. Absolutely incredible.
These next ones are for Miriam...
She sent me with a "housing project." Some of the shells for the hermit crabs are too small, so she sent some larger shells to place on the beach. Prime real estate right here...
OK.... so this little fellow was on my bed. Correction: this BIG fellow was on my bed. Creepy!!
We had a great time hanging out in a tropical paradise, swimming, kayaking, hiking, and watching people belly flop:
We left the resort to head to one of the islands that the tour groups go to. We were able to hang out for a while and eat dinner with a very sweet "Ebu." It was exactly what you would picture as an island village.
We were quite a sight... a parade of "boule," aka white people, walking through the town, followed by a huge group of kids. All the villagers came to see us, because they had never seen real live white people. I felt so famous. In fact, everybody seemed so famous. My tummy was turning and I felt kinda homesick. Too much pressure and I was nervous. That's when the taxi man turned on the radio and a Jay Z song was on. So I put my hands up! They were playing my song! The butterflies flew away. Nodded my head like yeah. Moved my hips like yeah. So I put my hands up, they were playing my song, and I knew I'd be OK. YEEEAH! It's a party in Indonesia!
A special thanks goes out to Miley Cyrus for this post.
We had a great time hanging out in a tropical paradise, swimming, kayaking, hiking, and watching people belly flop:
We left the resort to head to one of the islands that the tour groups go to. We were able to hang out for a while and eat dinner with a very sweet "Ebu." It was exactly what you would picture as an island village. 
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