BOBBING WITH THE J-FLOW

Scooterin’ to Pemuteran (Yep I did that, so?)

Collette and I squizzed in on our rusted but trusted Honda 125 to a cheap and cheeky B&B in Pemuteran. It was red hot, dry and unforgiving like my wit on the third day of a session. There was a playful, older, Aussie couple downing Bintang on sun-loungers, they looked like they’d seen a few parties and even more relationship counsellors.

And there was Jesper, bobbing.

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