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Somewhere along the way, this visa run stopped feeling like bureaucracy and started feeling like an actual vacation. If you missed the earlier posts: This link follows our time in Western Australia and

Bali had been on our travel wish list for decades.

Back when we were teenagers, we used to hear stories about travelers renting one-dollar huts on the beach in Bali and living on almost nothing. At the time, this sounded less like a vacation and more like a financially realistic life plan. Those famous one-dollar beach huts no longer exist, and admittedly our standards ...

One of the less glamorous realities of slow travel is that eventually a country politely asks you to leave for a while.

Our Indonesian visas were expiring, so we had to leave Sorong, in far eastern Indonesia, and fly to another country while immigration processed our new visas. Since Sorong is not an international airport, this meant first flying all the way to Jakarta ...

 Years ago, when we first began cruising, a dear friend, Elissa, asked whether we encountered much plastic during our passages. At the time, I confidently told her, “No.”

Recently, I messaged her again: I’ve found the plastic. It’s in Indonesia.