At least half the fun of traveling comes from the random new tastes sounds and sights.
New fruit! Mysterious salak, like a fig covered in snake skin, the three inner lobes have the crunch of juicy carrots and the tang of pineapple. I keep eating, but I still can't quite wrap my mind around them. I'm sure that I love them, though! Sadly they seem confined to a few Indonesian and Malaysian islands. And milk fruit on the side of the road visiting Cambodian ruins, it's purple and white flesh tastier for the eyes than tongue. And a return to my sweet shiny yellow love, jackfruit, reminiscent of Fruit Loops in the best possible way (which I promise is way better than you think). And mangosteen, many different varieties of tiny sweet banana, passion fruit, pineapple, and on and on.
Listening to two Balinese men with guitars in a cafe decorated with Mucha prints and dreamcatchers while sipping hot water steeped with slices of fresh ginger and stalks of lemongrass and honey.
A red bean ice cream sandwich shaped like a fish. And chewy corn flavored milk candies. And home made bagels and convincing burritos in Bali. And an airport meal of tofu and tempeh with sweet soy sauce.
Learning that Cambodia seems to operate on the U.S. Dollar, which is what the ATMs dispense and how everything is priced (local currency used for change, 1000 bill = 25 cents). And watching people in a Thai parking garage roll out of the way the car parked behind them and left in neutral to to maximize space. And learning to pronounce the j in Labuan Bajo, where we will be departing to shortly, our jumping off point for exploring Komodo National Park. There be dragons. . .
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