14 Feb 2016

..We were welcomed by a tiny pool of the clearest fresh water, hidden in a large open cave. The water comes from a spring higher up, where the locals also tap it for their drinking water.

13 Feb 2016

..She had stayed on this island 4 years earlier and did not know where to stay the night then. Luckily, a local family had asked her if she had a place to stay. “No, not really” and they offered her a bed. This time around, 4 years later she hoped that this same family was still around and would again, offer us a place to stay. We arrived at their home near this edge of the cliffs and fortunately the family was there again. “Where are you staying?” Ehm, we don’t know yet… “You can stay with us again if you like?” So we had a bed.. and food. They cooked us corn and rice in an old pot on a homemade fire. The next morning we had left overs, we thanked them and left money for them in our room. Months later the lady found me on facebook. She had made us her profile photo and at first I was happily surprised until she went to town with commenting in Indonesian and adding my friends. Maybe a local custom.