Krista and I arrived in Kuta, Bali last night around 8 PM local time. The journey here was exciting, arduous, and confusing. Tokyo, Japan was surreal. The city is HUGE, but the people, cars, and shared spaces are tiny. We stayed up all night in Tokyo at a pub with a slightly English flair. The head bartender went to Lewis and Clark college, but he still charged us full price for our drinks. We watched some young Japanese kids drink themselves into oblivion. Getting back to the Narrita airport was super difficult because of the language barrier. All in all, everyone was very accommodating and SUPER patient and polite.

Bali is ridiculously tropical and ornate. Kuta's windy, narrow streets are a little bit difficult to navigate safely. And, yes, they drive on the opposite side. There are temples everywhere. Offerings to Hindu gods line the sidewalks. Strange animals make funny noises outside our bedroom door.

It's a little weird being a millionaire here. Krista and I calculated it and we have 25-30 times the buying power here than we did in Japan. Still, we are counting every rupiah and comparing prices.

I'm safe and only a bit overwhelmed. The next order of business is to find a pharmacy ("apotik') and see if we can score some cheap antimalarials. Later.