"They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn..."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 1
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Transport Indo style!
Grandma Lynn braved the Bali roads on this thing more than once (even without a helmut!). We were zippin around town dodging dogs, kids, potholes, motorbikes, trucks, and monkeys. Kudos to grandma for having a sense of adventure!
Grandma Lynn braved the Bali roads on this thing more than once (even without a helmut!). We were zippin around town dodging dogs, kids, potholes, motorbikes, trucks, and monkeys. Kudos to grandma for having a sense of adventure!
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