Bert Vierstra
Active Member
The "beach" is called segara. Pretty famous in singaraja because it is a "lovers beach". Only part of it is black beach, the rest is concrete, separated by a temple. You find very little tourists there. In the late afternoon one can find some karts that sell jagung bakar (grilled corn) and thebotol, 1000 rp each. Families come there to swim but also the young boys. Girls drive by on their motor bikes and usualy get yelled at. One group of girls that dares to sit at the beach also has some bentjongs around them. Some of the girls are for hire. About 100-150 meters outside of the coast there is a sampan lying, a bamboo contruction used for fishing, this one is close to the coast, because its big anker is broken. Since I stopped smoking and do some sporting this is my swimming target, and when I reach it I climb on it and look at the sea forget the busy beach and dream I am a Thor Heyerdahl or Robinson Crusoe, looking for a tropical island. Of course I am already on a tropical island, but its that tropical island where there are no worries, just sun and love that I am looking for. An island with no forums and the accompaning wiser then wise guys and girls, amateur psychoanalists, surfing minority complexes, people with a cyber "social life", but just sincere, honest, real people. A naive dream, but a one worth crying for, sometimes.
This forum and site that I have created for the crisiscare foundation has given me lots of worries. Especially the last few weeks there have been email discussions behind the "screens" about the (missing) content of the site, and also the quality of the CCF. I have heard very serious allegations from some people. Today I have been talking with Gloria, who doesn't want to say anything to me about what's going on without a lawyer present, and I told her that on 1 februari I want to know what has been going on, what is so secrect, and that I want the financial records so they can be published here, because thats what I "promised" to the BTF to make her do that in november. If not I will close down this site and forum, and put the domain for sale. She insured me that everything will be ok, on wich I trust, sort off. I am sick of putting demands to her, and I am wondering why I for God's sake am doing this. The thing is that Gloria or people around her keep raising questions, and there seems to be an answer for everything.
On 31 december in the afternoon, I ordered a mushroom shake in a restaurant on the beach in Lovina, I thought, what the heck, its new year, I stopped smoking, do some sport, so.... and sneaked of with a girl to a homestay. I could do nothing more then stare at the ceiling, and a little later, at a sleeping girl. Just a warm skin and a distance from the world, nothing nice, no funny thoughts or beautiful colors, a little numb. The new years eve in my village went by in a dream, I hung around with the naughty village girls, looked at the performances from the people of the village, enjoyed the pornographic joged, ofcourse the tamu had to do it too, and I got compliments afterwards. I was offered the chair of the kepala desa and had a chat with the local religous leader. I had lots of arak later on.
The next day I had blood in my urine, felt sick. No I am diagnosed with acute hepatitus, and in 6 weeks I will know if I have a chronic condition or not. According to my dokter it a combination of factors, the mushrooms, the arak.. If I have a chronic liver illness I must leave Bali, because I can't afford the medication for it.
There seem to be governement "offices" in the villages where people with no money can go if they are ill. It also seems that they are not visited well because people don't believe the help there is up to the standard of the normal dokters.
I heard a rumour that this is also a reason why the CCF is not visited as well as it could be, I also heard that the number of visitors to the CCF have gone down by 75%.
A tropical island, with smiling, friendly people, (not the kind of people that strip a pig in 5 minutes and walk around with the head, dripping with blood, smiling and laughing), A naive dream, but a one worth crying for, sometimes.
This forum and site that I have created for the crisiscare foundation has given me lots of worries. Especially the last few weeks there have been email discussions behind the "screens" about the (missing) content of the site, and also the quality of the CCF. I have heard very serious allegations from some people. Today I have been talking with Gloria, who doesn't want to say anything to me about what's going on without a lawyer present, and I told her that on 1 februari I want to know what has been going on, what is so secrect, and that I want the financial records so they can be published here, because thats what I "promised" to the BTF to make her do that in november. If not I will close down this site and forum, and put the domain for sale. She insured me that everything will be ok, on wich I trust, sort off. I am sick of putting demands to her, and I am wondering why I for God's sake am doing this. The thing is that Gloria or people around her keep raising questions, and there seems to be an answer for everything.
On 31 december in the afternoon, I ordered a mushroom shake in a restaurant on the beach in Lovina, I thought, what the heck, its new year, I stopped smoking, do some sport, so.... and sneaked of with a girl to a homestay. I could do nothing more then stare at the ceiling, and a little later, at a sleeping girl. Just a warm skin and a distance from the world, nothing nice, no funny thoughts or beautiful colors, a little numb. The new years eve in my village went by in a dream, I hung around with the naughty village girls, looked at the performances from the people of the village, enjoyed the pornographic joged, ofcourse the tamu had to do it too, and I got compliments afterwards. I was offered the chair of the kepala desa and had a chat with the local religous leader. I had lots of arak later on.
The next day I had blood in my urine, felt sick. No I am diagnosed with acute hepatitus, and in 6 weeks I will know if I have a chronic condition or not. According to my dokter it a combination of factors, the mushrooms, the arak.. If I have a chronic liver illness I must leave Bali, because I can't afford the medication for it.
There seem to be governement "offices" in the villages where people with no money can go if they are ill. It also seems that they are not visited well because people don't believe the help there is up to the standard of the normal dokters.
I heard a rumour that this is also a reason why the CCF is not visited as well as it could be, I also heard that the number of visitors to the CCF have gone down by 75%.
A tropical island, with smiling, friendly people, (not the kind of people that strip a pig in 5 minutes and walk around with the head, dripping with blood, smiling and laughing), A naive dream, but a one worth crying for, sometimes.
