Ok, so… Dream beach was supposed to be the most beautiful spot of Nusa Lembogan…
So I took a selfie.
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A dirty piece of paradise
When in Nusa Lembogan I decided to take the little paths, I discovered the back of the scene: the garbage treatment on an island. Where do you put your coca cola bottle when it’s empty and you live in the middle of the ocean?
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People of the mangrove
The weird look the gentleman gave me when I asked for a helmet with the scooter I just ranted him gave me a clue about how relaxed and chill people were on the island. No, you don’t need a helmet to drive here. No, you don’t need a driver license. But yes, you need strong arms and a dose of courage to ride on the bumpy roads. Said so, the path areso damaged and the scooter seemed so old that I never speeded more than 20 km/h in the end.
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One day you’ll find a prince to travel with. – Wait…What?!
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.
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Working on a blog while travelling
Before I stepped a foot in the wonderful experience that working on a “travel blog” is, I had romantic and fantastic ideas about how I will regulary post articles including photos and how working on the project of the wanderlust queens will not influence my trip really…
Blue Fire
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…
Teenagers of Bromo: Rock’n’roll and traditions
In the end, the only landscapes I saw of Java was when I arrived by plane and behind the mini van’s window who drove me from Jogja to Bromo and from Bromo to Ijen. I don’t feel like I’ve been able to experience the real countryside lifestyle but when we came back from the first hike of the tour, I start speaking with the guys working at the hotel we were staying at.
Concert and exhibition
Who said you can’t approach art while traveling in the same way than at home?
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Singapore airport
I’m not proud about it, but I nearly miss my correspondent flight in Singapore Airport because I was too busy exploring the different corners of this amazing place.
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East Coast
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…
The Wanderlust Queens Project 