These two days were serious cycling days in that they fell into sync with the cyclist's trinity: ride, eat, sleep.
Sleep is invariably uninteresting save for those curiously over descriptive dreams of me pulling down baby carrots off a tree to feed my flying pet brown bear or steering a tin rocket ship around the corner just to pick up some bananas and peanut butter, so I'll skip that for now.
It's harder to dream while riding. Not impossible, just harder. It really all depends on how much traffic there is coming your way. Safe to say a lot of time is spent upstairs alone with your thoughts. Especially these two days because of the lax country side stretching out the road, linking one small durian fruit stand to the next. There is no one to really talk with and no one to listen, nothing to see for very long, but also no distractions. It's like a day long meditative trance punctured by the occasional streetlight or passing tour bus.
The food. Well, just look. The further I move from Bali the cheaper this magnificent food gets. I think I spent all of thirty cents on breakfast this morning. Watermelon is just as inexpensive and remarkably well flavored. (Pineapples have not been much of either, disappointingly). Note the last two pictures, a full helping of Javanese crab! Weighed, cooked, flavored, cracked, and devoured!
Enjoy this quick post, I will try and keep future ones as short and accessible as best I can.
Be Well,
-A
Craaaaab! That much watermelon was about 1$ on the street in Puerto Ayora
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