Dear Luke and Leia,
Well after 33 hours of flying we made it to West Timor, an island at the far east of the country of Indonesia. We are in the province of Nusa Tenggara Timur (NTT). It was a long flight, but we had no jet lag due to a product called No Jet-Lag. A good name, don't you think? Joseph and his parents still have jet lag even though they got here a week ago. They should have taken it too.
Today we visited a fish camp with their family and caught our lunch. The Indonesians built a fire and roasted our fish and then we sat on logs in the shade and ate it. This place was beautiful and full of ponds for fishing.
I took another picture of some children there that's become one of my favorites. They were a little older than you guys, but they were very playful with us. I think we were a curiosity, as they had never seen people with light skin before and didn’t know quite what to think. When we would walk along the path, they would follow behind, laughing. Every time I turned around with my camera though, they would giggle and run from me. Just like the silly games you two play.
This went on for quite a while until finally, when we reached the village, they warmed up and decided they wanted to play with Joseph. At long last we were able to get some shots with them in one place.
Our friends took us to a place where there was a 16-foot crocodile. It was on the other side of the fence and I wanted to get some photos of it, so I told Nana to stay put while Mr. Richard and I went to get closer. I got about 20 feet away, turned around and Nana was there, too. She said she was there so I wouldn't go too close in order to protect her. So much for listening to me. Not like you guys. I know you always listen. Haha.
We miss you two. You are the best grandkids. Ever.
Love you so much,
Nana and Pap