2 days before I departed for Indonesia. The first photo of Alice is so divine.







Listening to: Kill Bill Soundtrack

HONEY I AM HOME!

Boy, I am glad to be home. Is everyone still here and well? It's soooo pleasant to sleep on my own sheets again and see the face of my Darling. He slept over last night, this morning we spoke about India and it's famous Chai drink. Yasmin and Alice are staying over tonight, I bought Yasmin a cheeky gift from Indonesia. A wooden sculpture of the male genitalia should I say... probably the most humiliating episode of my shopping experience/s.

UPDATE

I rode a local's motorbike around the streets, looked after infant monkeys and massaged their little feet. After a few minutes, they held my hand and began to reciprocate my massage, smiles upon their little faces. It breaks my heart to see all the abandoned animals and beautiful people cursed with extreme poverty. I cannot eat/drink anywhere without been hassled to purchase goods.
Last night I was poisoned, staggered the streets at 12.35pm vomiting, hallucinating. When I found the hotel, my heart sped at 10000000km per hour. I took my clothes off and found a purple rash over my entire body, my face was burning and I could feel my brain expanding. Fucking horrible and frightening experience, thought I was going to leave this life. ha, what a night it was.

sorry I cannot provide photos, I will when I am back home. How is everyone doing? I am so grateful to be alive, I spent two hours praying last night.
And vomiting on walls. Today is a wonderful day, had papaya juice for breakfast, sat with locals and joked around. Although today is good, I still feel slightly intoxicated. I'm learning a little Indonesian, now I can converse with the people more.

Say hello, leave a comment. I will try to reply on my next internet cafe visit.

Shi :-D

Indonesia

Stressful morning, I will be departing Australia in less than an hour; 4 hour flight to paradise. I promise to bring back beautiful photos and stories. When I return my website will be published, and the exhibition will be near! Take care everyone, feel free to send me emails: shibuffalo@gmail.com


See you all in 2.5 weeks!

YES!

YES YES YES; time has been well spent. It's almost 2am, everyone is sleeping. Daniel just fell asleep, now I am alone with my thoughts. I suppose I am a little anxious about boarding a plane tomorrow evening. A large, tattered suitcase awaits downstairs; promising adventure. I will be in foreign lands at 10.00pm tomorrow.

Wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug, if you feel the urge to freak; do the jitterbug. Come and spread your arms if you really need a hug. Afrocentric living is a big shrug. This rhythm really fits like a snug glove, like a box of positives is a plus love. As the tribe flies high like a dove.

Can I kick it?- A Tribe Called Quest.

2010

Last night was spent with the friendly giant, Tom. We spoke about everything while watching the city skyline fade into darkness while sitting on the wooden porch. Sadly I won't be seeing him for 3 weeks as he's going to Cambodia. I am going to Indonesia quite soon, this is exciting although the reality of traveling once more hasn't hit me. Thank you for all the questions, I will have to ask everyone to stop because I cannot keep up! I will divide my answers into parts. I also appreciate the creativity of the questions, I suppose I was anticipating some tedious, generic questions. I have a dozen films to view, so I'm about to relax on my comfortable bed with my cat. Good night/ good morning/ good afternoon to you all.

Photos- ocean evening swim. Alice reminds me of a pedophile here. Tom wearing a serious expression.

QQQ

Hello, hello hello. I receive many emails/comments asking me various questions, sometimes I reply sometimes I do not; I apologize for that. Now is your chance to ask me anything, be creative with your questions. Questions and answers will be up soon. Submit yourself as anonymously if your a shy creature; like me.


exhausted from a bus run, on the way to yoga class.


Currently: drinking a big glass of rice milk.

Photos from Daniel's trip to India (Pt.1), an absolutely beautiful place and a beautiful person.