I was researching (read googling) about the sinovac vaccine; and it doesn't have a very good rap. Studies have found that it not very effective.
With so many balls in the air coupled with my age I am getting a little concerned about when our all wise mother hen Jacinda will let us kiddies go out and play again.
I know that if you keep your head down, your powder dry and pecker up all things will pass, but I am starting to envisage that eventually there will be plane loads of geriatrics in wheel chairs or supported by zimmer frames hobbling into Bali, me out in front with my faded Bintang tee shirt on asking is the beer cold?
It used to be so easy to travel to Bali and taken for granted it would never change.
I spend too long now on Google maps wandering around Legian streets, then Ubud, then up to Lovina, walk the streets zoomimg in on all my fav watering holes and eateries. Then round the coast to Amed and walking the bays.
Boss gets a bit annoyed watching me playing on the computer, gamelan music up too loud, tear in my eyes and swigging on a Bintang at 7.30 in the morning. But he will never understand the magnet which is Bali.
Nuff said
Ianz