Hunting Gloves Lined With Rabbit Fur

The Wizard of Oz ... see you go ...

E 'midnight and one minute in Q uel of Beli (Kuta unfortunately) but here, after 319 days by train to That Beri, you break my journey by land (the first I hope).
After not know how many miles and how many things through which my senses, but even more in me, you break part of my dream.
Unfortunately I have not found a way to get that one in Oz without flying, and I have limited time. I take my first trip to the "turning point", the farthest point from home (as well as close thanks to my uncles and my cousins), not only geographical but also that what today really do not know, for the first time ...
After nearly 11 months do not really know what to expect, perhaps because I do not live like the previous boundaries, the real ones, the ones in "contact", but basically there are those who are not there, where everything changes but everything stays the same and where life always follows the usual line, that of many, simply ...
Too much to say, too much to write, but I could not even update the blog (I'm back one month).
So? So
forward, so ... someone over the rainbow ...


Andrea, Kuta, Bali, Indonesia ... Asia.
(but only for a few hours)

... update soon ...