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Saying goodbye is hard. Letting go is even harder. Even in all their beauty and enchantment, encounters of the road must meet reality at the end of the day and punch out like everything else. Perhaps you met someone for a day and fell in love. Perhaps you spent three weeks with someone and said a sweet goodbye.

“My body compensates the ageing my soul denies” - Udit Suda

After living in East Java, Indonesia for 15 months I finally made the trip to Mount Bromo, one of the main tourist attractions in this part of the country. I love mountains, I love hiking but I don’t love piles of people on the mountain with me, which is why I’d been reluctant to make the trip.

I love making plans but I hate having commitments. But commitment grounds us and makes us become something better than we can be without it I think. Commitment can make us responsible and dependable people. Commitment can protect us from a lifetime of shallow, fleeting relationships, and impulsive, potentially self-destructive behaviours and frequent bad decisions.

'Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.' – Jack Kerouac

“What am I doing? Tearing myself. My usual occupation at most times.” – Charles Dickens

Expectations. This is a big word with a whole lot of emotion attached to it. For me, expectations are a drug affecting every part of my life. They are present in situations without my knowing sometimes. They offer me hope and keep me high with anticipation for blissful, rewarding outcomes. They also make me crash and burn with disappointment when they are not met. Such is life right?

“Sometimes I can feel my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.” – Jonathan Safran Foer.

One of the great things about living and working in a non-touristy place is that you are sort of forced to visit tucked away little places you might not normally visit as a traveler if you want to escape the city. Fact is, you would probably never hear of such places. Because of this you also get to know some of the little subcultures in your area that you may not otherwise recognize.

Indonesian Independence Day fell on a Monday which meant I had a long weekend and with one extra day I could go a little farther afield than a usual weekend trip. So I finally made the trip to see my long ago but not forgotten friend Hakan on Gili Air. We met in India two years ago whilst volunteering for the same organization and have kept in loose touch ever since.


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