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About Bandung

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ the backroads, dust kickin’ up, lookin’ for some action. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Not great, I’ll tell ya! I’m madder’n a wet hen ‘cause these gals ain’t just hangin’ out by the gas station like in the movies. Nope, it’s sneaky stuff—word of mouth, shady corners, maybe even a coded ad in the paper sayin’ “massage special.” Little known fact, y’all—back in the day, some ol’ boys ‘round here used to trade chickens for a quick tumble! True story, swear on my mama’s gravy.

Beaches and girls

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Manado, right? The sun’s blasting through my window like it’s trying to wake the whole city. I’m like, “Chill, sun! I’m not ready!” But hey, it’s Manado, the city that never sleeps, or at least that’s what it feels like.

Manado airport extends closure until Monday due to Mt. Ruang eruption