The Big Span

Singapore seemed very sterile upon my return from Batam, Indonesia. Three of us walked to Indochine Restaurant along the river. Somewhat in a daze. Just a few hours ago we were on a put put boat cruising on the South China Sea. We were returning from an impromptu visit to Sugi Island. One of 3300 that dot this part of Indonesian. We had visited some American expat’s dream. Soon the meal arrived looking pretty as a picture on Johhny Jets site. http://www.johnnyjet.com/ To me the real picture was the old woman dressed as her grandmother had on a boat, patiently waiting to capture her dinner. For the first time in along time I also waited patiently. The busy wait staff moved like a receding tide, going out. It didn’t matter. I knew eventually I would get my dinner. I just hope the women less then thirty miles away got hers. In this part of the world thirty miles can cover thirty lifetimes.

Sorry for being incommunicado for the last couple of days but even with modern equipment and fancy gadgets, there are still places that move at their own pace. Fortunately I will have eighteen plus hours to sort out my sojourn on a fully reclining seat homeward bound. I will need every hour to figure out just what I have experienced the last several days. Keep you posted. Happy Birthday Keith, thanks for the memories and my trip.