26 Sep 2013
I lived one year in a little brick house in this Kampung in Indonesia. The life in that country is hard sometimes, almost anybody have hot water in their homes, nobody worry about where the trash goes, if the river take it away or if it is burned. People survive in the urban streets like if it is the raw jungle. Children smoke hundreds of cigarettes every week. But 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. Finally the people have always a smile for the other people.