hot fun in the summertime

Bali, INDONESIA-- or memories of bali, indonesia. it's almost noon here in manila and i'm home on a thursday. everyone is still in pajamas. as the only catholic nation in asia we're observing holy week (my mom is fasting from texting and making calls).

i know justine/ketuta was down with something last week (not a resurfacing inca virus, i hope) and she hasn’t seen any of the photos from my camera(s). here’s a little reminder of how, just a month ago, we were baking under the sun in our little piece of heaven called villa jerami.

the photo’s actually from another resort but you get the (pun pun pun) picture. great times filled with tasty nasi goreng, lovely museums, tipsy tourists singing ‘sex on fire’ with the local band, and yummy bintan beer and mojitos (bubbly for the birthday girl). plus a costa rican dude who invited himself to our all-girls party at ku de ta (to quote nimal, “there has been a security breach!”). note that it was a group of 15 girls with (mostly) big personalities. ballsy guy.