Viva la Vida Travel

I count myself among the most fortunate of souls that I got to return to Sukabumi this summer to spend a week at the beach on my own. There’s much to love–blue crabs, Casava doughnuts, Fried Noodle, warms-the-soul humidity inescapable on the Ciletuh peninsula. And of course the Sundanese accent. A week gives me just enough time to re-claim it. Unfortunately by the time I hit the Cicurug Ciyt on my way back to Bogor I’ve already lost it. So I’ve titled this post to honor the beautiful way Sukabumiers speak the Indonesian language. (If you’ve never had the pleasure of hearing it, link here to enjoy how we say “o’s” and here for an exaggerated version of common Sundanese expressions.) On with post. I had snippets of poems–by that I mean I snipped a few lines out of longer poems–that referenced the ocean, and I put them all over Palabuan Beach one afternoon while on a boardwalk outing with a few Friends and Partner along time ago. I left the opening lines of  “Here With Your Memo