Recently the world lost a great man.
Although I haven’t been living in Sumatra for a few years now, I can’t remove the impact it’s had on my life, like nowhere else I’ve ever been - arrow to the heart.
Aki was one of the first people I met, always smiling, always so polite and generous, so gentle and so stoked. I always thought of him as carrying that traditional Japanese honour in some way.
Living for life. A life of tropical barrels, bbq’d fish and imagery.
Nothing but positive memories.
Life is short.
Arigato Aki. RIP