Praleisti ir pereiti prie pagrindinio turinio

Borneo: į pasimatymą su orangutangais



Na, va. „Lietuvos žiniose“ pasirodė mano paskutinis pasakojimas apie Indoneziją. Šį kartą didžiausias dėmesys skiriamas trumpai kelionei į Borneo, ar indonezietiškai, Kalimantaną, sugrįžimą į Tamandžajos rojų bei apsilankymą Bogoro mieste.

Taigi čia mano laisvalaikis, o ne savanoriavimas. Daugiau neberašysiu, bet galiu pasakyti, kad praleista išties daug. Ėt, viskas turi pabaigą:)

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