At first I thought it was a cloudy day, in the sky I saw bundles of black clouds that seemed like they couldn't be contained anymore. But I continued on a journey that actually made me hesitate, but I wanted an old saying, cloudy does not mean rain. Sure enough, almost half an hour into the bush, where I was sniffing out insects, the rain didn't come. Even when I first got off the motorcycle I was greeted by drizzle. And the cloudy bundle went nowhere with the wind.
I took my cell phone camera, then circled around the bush, a couple of men were making love, they were very engrossed as if they didn't care about my arrival. At first I hesitated to take a photo of it, rather than later it would also rain, finally I decided to shoot the pacung father, a couple of lovers who were drunk.
I fired a few times, but it turned out to be no big deal for Mr. Pacung. The two of them were still making love, as if they were going to do it all day, isn't that very tiring.
