

Labuanbajo, Indonesia
From Sengigi Chris and I were driven in Priscilla to a bus station in Mataram, about half an hour down the road. Prepared with a takeaway nasi campur for lunch, we sat on the curb and tucked in, eating with our hands whilst we waited to board the bus. Unbeknown, the new, clean, luxury bus with toilet and wifi waiting in front of us was not our bus, and we were ushered into the back of a pickup truck along with numerous parcels and boxes of all sizes. It was a bum...