Sorong Street from the Backseat 6:30am

I land at sunrise in Sorong, Indonesia. A big hug from Arno at the airport and we’re off to the beach to find his boat. He rides a scooter. I brought the guitar, one bag too many to join Arno on the scooter, so I hired a taxi car. Arno drove ahead to buy donuts. I snapped photos on my iPhone through the car window, backseat passenger perspective.

I am exhausted from the red eye flight. I am foggy brained and sweaty AF. Napping today and finding some sea legs. The energy here is completely different and will take a little getting used to. Very very slow. The air, although it’s blowing, feels still. Space is hovering. The sky looks different, dare I say strange. It’s bigger here. The heat is intense, pressure. I wonder how I’ll perceive these elements after a good night sleep. I’m dropping straight into Arno’s work life. The men on the boat are sanding the wood, preparing for a new paint job. Zoom calls are coming in with university professors in Australia, conversations about coral and non-profit growth. Arno is hard at work. I’m sleepy.

Love & Rainbows,

Cha Wilde