Deeply involved in Balinese culture, art, history, and religion for decades, Andrea and I chose to be married at our home by a local Hindu priest in o...
It’s 6am, Bali, coffee pot steaming, laying in bed watching the brewing steam rising from Mt Agung. Roosters cackle, jets of steam shoot hundreds of m...
YANKEE MAGAZINE selected Asia Barong as an “Editors’ Choice” in the Special Travel Issue of Yankee Magazine. Yankee’s trusted endorsement was recommen...
Colorful people. Are these people from different countries, religions, cultures? Do they speak different languages? Should one be excluded and the oth...
A hell hot Indian day alone walking up an exposed mountain path, troops of evil little macaques scowling from the arid embankments to this massive old...
This is my friend at his food cart. He serves wonderful skewers of food that might be difficult for a Westerner until they try it. Great coffee and co...
BOMBS ARE EXPLODING all around my house. The crack of exploding bamboo canisters, flashes of light brighten the inky night sky. The bright clashes of ...
A few nights ago in a carved roofless temple, under the full moon, all 500 people in my village sat cross legged on the ground. Each freshly bathed in...