Twenty-three years after Randy lost touch with a friend in a Lovina village, we drove north with a photograph from 1993 and almost no hope of finding him. What happened on the second day is the part I still can't quite believe.

In 1993, after a hard divorce, Randy went as far from California as he could get and ended up in a Balinese fishing village called Lovina. Then he came home and lost it all — his wallet at the airport, and every way of reaching his new friends.