In search of some good spots to dive (this time with Manta Rays), I chose to spend few days in Nusa Lembogan. Kate, a Kiwi working in a diving shop in Koh Tao told me about this island and seeing the sparkles in her eyes and the words she used to describe Nusa Lembogan, a “quiet” virgin island, I didn’t need any more influence to visit this little paradise.
Continue reading
How can I describe Koh Tao…
Continue reading
Another goodbye.
As always, I had the impression to leave a bit of my heart in Koh Phi Phi…
You know what you leave, you don’t know what you’ll win… It’s not like I’m loosing a little part of myself everytime I leave a place, I just have the impression that my heart and my soul are getting so big that I can drop a small piece of it everywhere on my way…
I left the really nice and arty PaK Up hostel in Krabi, to Koh Lanta.
It’s the last day of the year and all the hostels, guesthouses or hamacs on the beach are full when we arrive on the island. With Alexia, a French girl met in the van, we do a two hours walk in search of a bungalow who will costs us less than an arm to spend the night in.
Koh Lanta however looks calm. Quiet. Empty.
I was looking at these kids on this big bus and I realised that it seems totally ok for me now.
I’ve seen so many situations were the word “safety” was a concept: people burning plastic and bins outside their house without thinking about the toxicity, four people on a scooter with a new born of course without helmets or babies playing near the water on their floating houses, that I start to think that the South East Asian way of living is the normal way. Western societies’ rules obviously don’t apply here and I’m afraid to come back home and don’t understand certains things anymore.
Continue reading
You know what I mean by night bus right? Same thing happened again.
Continue reading
At sunset, on the rooftop, I interviewed Nophar. An Israeli young lady who planned to leave her country and explore others for an unknown amount of time.
Continue reading
Then, started the game of finding the best spot for the sunset of the day. Climbing the mount of Kep – Sur – Mer for 30 minutes to say goodbye to the sun worthed the effort.
Continue reading
Last night, Travis, met on the bus the day before appeared at my guesthouse. It was a good surprise but I have to admit that I knew our ways will cross path at one point again.
The Wanderlust Queens Project 