Red hair people need a hat in Bali

Today while walking around the Bali Bombing anniversary area, I wore my Aussie hat. Packing onto the outside of my daypack, it got a little bent, but nothing I can’t deal with. The sun was shining and it was a glorious day here in Kuta. I’m sure most people snicker behind my back, espeically the Euro’s here in Seminyak (‘who does he think he is, a cowboy?), but who cares.

A report on the BBC website points to people like me, with reddish hair, or at least reddish genes, have a high chance of melanoma, if they are not careful. Leaving the house today I slapped on a handful of ‘sun sauce’, wore a black long sleeve shirt, and wrapped sarong around my neck. I didn’t look very exotic, more like frozen fish finger in a packet, but that’s the hand I’ve been dealt. Paradise has its price and for me its a big hat.