Making a fire to cook the (already cooked) chicken. It took a while but Barry finally got it going - just in time to eat the chicken without cooking it further. Go Barry! You da man!

A pretty sunset looking out from Aunt Barbara and Uncle Timothy's back yard.

Meet Balo. He's the baby sheep. His mother is also in the yard with him and his father is dead - committed suicide after being separated from his family because he was such a pest. We ate his father for dinner our last night in Makassar. All that said, Balo needs a haircut, so we were afforded the opportunity to attend to his special needs. My aunt and the gardener have to tie him between some bamboo poles to keep him relatively still during the whole ordeal.