I’m floating on my back, stark naked, in a private infinity pool gazing up at a cloudless, sunny blue sky.
A sea eagle flies overhead as I look towards the horizon and take in the panorama of traditional wooden boars gentling bobbing on the ocean. It’s blissful.
But I can’t get too lost in my reverie, there are some important decisions to be made: do I crack open a Bintang beer and have it in my…