In an unrestrained quest to fell trees, the natives denuded their island. The environmental disaster could be a microcosmic foreshadowing of our own fate. Their descendants still reside here. To this day, they insist Captain Bligh had it coming. As the adventure progresses, I discover that living with strangers in the confines of a cruise ship presents challenges.
Anonymity becomes impossible and privacy is difficult.
A vocal handful complain constantly about everything. Others whine about the whiners. Like most onboard, I try to evade the problem people. After stops in Australia, we head northwest to Bali. We pass slumbering volcanoes flanked by terraced rice paddies.