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Flores
... I thought,
travelling alone to the far, wild islands, worth to talk and know her
story. That's how I met Aga, student from Krakow. She lives on Bali
since 2 months and studding local culture and language . For 8 hours
there was a lot to talk about, very nicely spent time. Unfortunately
her plan was to stay over night in Labuan Bajo, and I had to cross
the whole island to Aimere, where I was told I can catch ...
Lazy Lombok to Hunting Komodo Dragons in Flores!
... worrying about being bitten by the dragons wasn’t enough! They can run pretty fast as well (18km/hr) and there have been several cases of rangers/visitors being bitten by the dragons (some made it… some didn’t). Although their bite is not poisonous it has 60 different types of bacteria in it… which kills you slowly (and the closest hospital is all the way back in Bali). Sooo basically don’t get too close!!
It is so clichéd but ...
Traditional villages
... of a pile of rocks in the middle of the road with between 5 and 15 men stood around looking at them.
That afternoon I walked round Bajawa which is a fairly big sprawling town with a big market. It's surrounded by mountains and a volcano so the surrounding areas pretty, it's also higher up and less barren than a lot of the landscape I'm used to here. I came across a big group of children stood around staring so I headed over to see that they were looking at a burnt ...
The Natives Are Sure Restless!!!
... to see. At the top of the hill above the rows of homes, we climbed some stone steps which led to a small cave-like altar housing a statue of the virgin Mary. Beyond this was a lookout surrounded by boulders and vegetation. At this point we could see past the mountains all the way to the ocean. It was a sheer dropoff from where we were standing, so we stepped carefully.
Back on the road again, we made a long, winding descent, passing multiple villages. It became ...
Stomach Turning Road Trippin'
... breakfast. Our meal consisted of hours-old fried eggs (cold), cold bread, cold butter, marmalade, and instant coffee. Oh, and a banana. It was pretty sparse, and the eggs were especially unpalatable. Soon enough, we were back on the road with Gabriel at the wheel. He offered to take us to his house there in town so we could meet his famliy and have a cup of tea with them. Turns out they live in a small shack with a tin roof, woven bamboo walls, and a ...


