
Back in San Francisco, Indonesia seems like a dream. The heat and humidity, the friendly, polite people, the heavy traffic, rice fields, trees, endless temples in Bali, beaches, and the mix of cultures are going to take time to process.
Today is my 80th birthday, but instead of partying it is, perhaps fittingly, a day of transition, a time to face the realities of old age, to be grateful for each day, and, for now, figure out how to finish this sentence before i fall asleep.


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Happy Birthday. I completely understand how as we age, travel becomes more difficult especially these days when things are so uncertain and not to mention expensive. I am pondering whether or not my travelling days are over.
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Thanks, Bets! I wonder, too, especially after enduring an endless crowded flight and going through many bureaucratic hopes entering and exiting countries, but then I get home and start wondering, where next?
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