Well. Here I am, in the large city of Manado. I came here from the not-so-large port of Gorontalo. I went there from Pulau Kadidiri, a remote-ish island garnished with beaches and thriving (despite numerous boats crushing them) coral reef and a boy called Amal whose family own the resort (made of wood and bamboo wicker) we stayed at made friends with me.
We played some fun little games with the resident puppies, such as throwing them into the sea. We also sawed some toy guns out of wood, attached slingshot mechanisms to them, made ammo and played war games with them. Perhaps you could go there. Then you’ll see that i’m not joking.