Back then, we hitched on trucks, were invited to stay
by incredibly hospitable local people, masses of children
enjoying our every move, especially in the north
where I drew this carving ~ Bali c.1970
Now, there's probably an internet cafe or a resort at the
road junction where we played chess half that hot night,
with most of the village blocking the doors & windows.
It's still exciting to go somewhere new, but most places
have been done over, wouldn't you agree?
There are so very many of us.
( horrify yourself with the stats)
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