Devil’s Tear is few meters away from Dream Beach. I spent the day by myself, on the scooter, exploring the island and even if I started to want to speak with somebody, I felt grateful for this extra time of loneliness on the top of the cliff, watching the rageous ocean kissing the shaped rocks.
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My heart is beating so fast. I can’t breath properly. I’m crying rivers from the smoke in my eyes.
A mum is asking her nine years old kid to remove her gaz mask to take a picture with her bloody iPhone. The rotten eggs smell is unbearable. He throws up.
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After the three days hike in Myanmar, wearing my destroyed converses and sleep on the floor, freezing to the bones, I thought that the hardest part of my trip was done.
I was not imagining one second that a way more intense experience was waiting for me in Java and that I would admire a sunset in Hell…
After a massive chill out in Koh Lanta, Alexia and I were ready for a bit more of actions in our travel. Changing plans were not a problem. All we had to do is to find a nice place to stay few days.
My travel buddy had in view Koh Phi Phi for snorkeling. I had Koh Phi Phi in view for the reputed jungle walk and maybe a little bit for the night life also…
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I take selfies.
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The Wanderlust Queens Project 