I spent the first four months of my travel year in Indonesia and barely made it across three of the islands of this fascinating archipelago. My grandfather’s death pulled me back from my self imposed exile out of Melbourne and because of logistics, I restarted my travels in Bali for the second time about halfway through. I stayed on the tourist roads, but was looking to get off stage as a tourist performer. Indonesia is the place(s) for lots of things if you are looking for it, and I was looking for other artists and different ways to live. In bahassa there is a word for it: inspirassi and I got lots of it there.