Not long ago I had the good fortune to accompany Peace Corps staff on a “site development” trip, wherein staff meet with potential schools and host families in hopes of finding suitable homes for incoming volunteers.
The day I went we visited a familiar place named Tutur, a rural town in the middle of the mountains in Pasuruan. Tutur is well known for its apples. I had been there months ago when my friend Michelle was living there. Michelle has since gone home, but she is still very much missed. I know this because I asked her host mother and she responded with tears…real ones; oopsie.
For whomever winds up in Tutur, I think you’ll find it quite agreeable. To Ms. Michelle, look familiar!?