26 Sep 2013
I'd lived one year in a little brick house in this Kampung-village in Indonesia. The life in this country is hard sometimes. There's no hot water in home and nobody worry about where the trash goes, if the river take it away or if it is burned. People survive in the streets like if it is the wildness. Everybody smokes cigarettes and art is present in every house, there are thousands of artists and the food is great and cheap. The beach is always close wherever you live and everybody drives motorbikes.