Yes, Flores is still beautiful. Yes, I still enjoy the warm days and getting wrapped up in a blanket in the evenings. Yes, I’m still sort of happy. But we will be paying the price very soon, I’m sure.
I wish I could stay here and continue running the business.
I wish… I wish so many things. But what I wish for is completely irrelevant. I’m not in the position to ask for anything from anyone, life, fate, or god.
Lots of pics from beautiful Ngada country. Enjoy.
Ceremony halfway up the volcano – I didn’t make it, only my camera did.
And the rest here are actually easily accessible on a motorbike, ideal for lazy people like me.
(Gabriela, clove and cinnamon is one of my favourite books ever. I hadn’t thought about it for years, but remembered it just now, driving by those mats of fragrant spices drying in the sun.)