Bali
You know Bali, hot, heavy with humidity, heaving with burnt Aussies in Bintang singlets, 50 year old expats with their midday beer, motorbikes, hawkers and massage ladies calling out as you pass. Well post pandemic it's strangely quiet and derelict in parts but in others it's humming with digital nomads seeking the perfect insta shot. Away from Canggu lots of shops are closed up, roller doors down and plenty of unlikely breeds of stray dogs looking more like they’ve just busted out of doggy day care own the streets. Upon landing in Bali we find they’ve got things organised here, coming off the airbridge down the hall into a large central space with 20 or so desks in a line with chairs spaced out in front of each one. What will people of the future think seeing photos of 2022. The game of musical chairs is quick and we’ve hopped from the last to the first in no time. Our paperwork is checked, RAT, insurance, hotel etc. Checkpoint one done. Checkpoint two is paying our way...