Amazing….i love the potential of reflections. While visiting kalimantan last year I travelled up the Sekonyer river and these reflections are from that trip
There were times when if you closed your eyes and then opened them again you couldn’t really tell up from down.
For those who don’t know this is durian, a much sort after fruit in Indonesia. It is a challenge to find the best tasting!!! Its all relative of course tee hee!
Images of Labuhanbajo, a beautiful place on the western end of Pulau Flores,Indonesia.
I remember being fascinated by this harbour and its surrounding islands and inlets, not to mention the large variety of seagoing vessels within it.
Heading down for a feed….
A treasure washed up on the beach…..
On an island far away
On a shore in kalimantan indonesia
This post got inspired by a fellow bloggers’ trip to Flores this year and looking at the photos I thought wow I remember this place….beautiful. They asked whether it had changed and id probably say not much…….maybe busier sedikit (a little bit in bahasa indonesia) And so dug out some photos.I was pleased that I was able to lay my hands on them after 10 years..hurray for cds!
View from the hills behind Labuhanbajo Flores
The harbour at labuhanbajo
Pulau Rinca national park entrance…..
Komodo near the jetty to greet us. It has a name on its back. I wonder if its still there?
On our walk…..kering sekali our guide said it hadnt rained for 5 years! This komdo was huge and quite intimidating . Both our guides had big sticks to fend them off…. luckily no need!
A kerbau or water buffalo nestled in the muddy cool water. I remember it being pretty hot.
Near where we stayed at Labuhanbajo… ssoooo beautiful and peaceful …..salam hangat!
Today is cold and gloomily overcast, the wind squeezing through the smallest opening, the clouds drizzling sporadically…. at a loose end ….browsing through my photos…
Palms growing on the edge of Sekonyer river….
What an amazing plant this is….the pitcher plant – a small nest of them deep in the rainforest.
A domestic duck enjoying the afternoon sun
And a happy cat…. for thoe of us who are fond of cats and who acknowledge the dilemmas in doing so…
Gorgeous floating butterflies that refused to settle …..ahhhh!
All of these photos were taken somewhere along the sekonyer river in kalimantan.
Before my memories have paled into insignificance under the weight of my everyday life back in oz I have still some adventures and beauty to share. This one is about west lombok in and around Mataram and Mangsit.
This is Mangsit beach….the volcano is gunung agung on the east side of bali. The sunsets are always different, sometimes spectacular and always a meditation. Its quiet and peaceful and the locals friendly and hospitable.
Yes these cidomos (c is pronounced ch) are a regular form of transport in and around ampenan and mataram. They are particularly busy around the main market. Another form of transport , the bemo is a common sight…its an openbacked van which is happy to transport most things
And on one of my journeys I traveled with a pan of fish, a large bundle of coconuts and had an interesting conversation with the owner of this hat which he had plaited out of coconut fronds..it was magnificent and extremely useful as this person was a fisherman.
A beautiful park to the west of mataram called narmada. Its famous for its fresh spring water and the fact that it used to be the rajah’s home. Its very beautiful and has numerous pools and places to hangout under the trees and picnic.
My friends and I had a wonderful picnic under a large tree overlooking one of the lakes and right next to a warung which sold lontong (rice steamed/ cooked in coconut leaves) and delicious spicey chicken and beef sates with an even more delicious spicey peanut sauce. Not only did we have that for lunch, but we also had brought along some nasi bungkis ( smallish packets wrapped I n banana leaves with rice , green veg, sambal, corn fritters, jackfruit stew). Really it was a veritable feast and my mouth is watering even now as I type and recall how wonderful that day was…..thanks to ibu febi, pak hermann and their beautiful son athaya. : )) for taking me there.
And the first time I had really seen a mangosteen tree. If you look really carefully you can see the young green fruit. It is o e of my favorite fruits and has a dark purple skin when its ripe. Mmm.
I always leave a small piece of my heart in lombok …. ♡
During our very long day at the beach we discovered how the locals made their very delicious coffee. We were privileged to be invited into ibu’s house and were able to watch the whole process. Bu Arfa and Cathy chatting on the floor of the kitchen while the kopi was being roasted a short distance away. Im getting ahead of myself…..here are the key ingredients..
Coffee beans, cinammon sticks, ginger
Kacang kopi , kayu manis, jahe
And rice uncooked
All these ingredients were then placed in a wok and stirred vigorously for quite a long time… over a hot fire. This is where most of the family’s cooking would be done.
After all the ingredients have been roasted…..they are placed in a large mortar. You can see Bu Arfa is getting ready to pound away!
Note the colour of the beans…..
There was definitely an art to the pounding. We all had a go and beans were jumping out left, right and centre. We left it to the experts! The ground kopi was then sieved to make sure it was fine enough. I was truly amazed because if you look closely at the the photo of the beans going into the mortar they look like they have been burnt to a crisp and yet when you look at the final product it is a rich chocolate brown Asyik! Amazing!
The white powder on ibu’s face is a beauty product( nearly everything has a whitening agent in it). She wasn’t expecting visitors!
Hanging out in the backyard afterwards…. the aroma of the kopi was redolent of/with ginger and cinammon. Enak sekali!!