
(photos from riding on the north coast of Java) We hit some flat land, make some miles, and a few friends along the way: - Seeing Bin Laden's name painted on a rickshaw. - Having a bus start to leave while I am still partially buried in the luggage compartment below fitting our bikes in. - Barbed wire used as a clothes line. - Roosters battling on the side of the road. - Passing through dark countryside at night punctuated by bare florescent tubes and scattered trash fires. - They decorate their fishing [...]