Hopefully no more stories about unexploded ordinances, wars, or killing fields. No guarantees, though, because we only have tickets through Australia and New Zealand; we don’t know where we’re going after that. From Cambodia, we went to Bali; the volcano had already erupted by the time we arrived, and life was pretty much back to normal. We met in Bali in 1991. We were both backpacking, Pete for six months, me for five weeks. We were in line to go through customs at the airport, and I was unsure of how to get from there to the beach. So I asked the stranger in front of me if he had a place to stay that night. He didn’t have any plans, so I asked if he wanted to figure something out together. He was game, and
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