Reunions: Fred Salome Matilda and joined us in Lombok to spend a week together.
's go!
Two families of "balls" (white) that follow the road of Lombok attract many eyes and raise a smile.
For a smooth start, we enter the lair of the few Hindu island of Lombok. The serenity that identifies what the priest has mischievous air filled inner peace ...
When the French find themselves, the food is another dimension ... Especially during Ramadan when we struggle to find a morning coffee and meals for 18 hours!
It is a dream? We have long believed that we could sleep facing this magnificent view in bungalows abandoned but fate was different ...
Our little traveler sleeps everywhere ...
SEGENTE: the discovery of a traditional Sasak village of 80 families. It is located in an arid plain where we were flabbergasted. What could they live?
We're inside the house kader (someone with some medical concepts). At the center of the house is the personal rice bowl but it was also the place of intimacy for the first 3 nights of the young couple!! In Sasaki, it is customary to "steal" the bride and hide 2 or 3 days before announcing families. The contender must escape the supervision of his parents if she has a crush on a handsome stripling to whom it will give you an appointment ... Exciting, no?
Salome, Emma and Thibault were laughing a lot the village children. 
wrapped sarongs, the baby is cradled in a fabric hanging like a hammock near the goats, dogs and chickens ...
We eventually escorted by some village children.
The two make a pair, also intensive than the other one when it comes to eating an ice cream!
Holidays are nice but Thibault must not forget that he is also CE1!
We said we would go around the Rinjani but often we wonder where he is. It seems inseparable from his crown of clouds.
Yet we are giving trouble to climb its steep slopes!
Robin's family expands to relieve us, to the delight of Thibault, who is fascinated by the power of their moped!
Finally we reach the majestic forest at the foot of Rinjani. We sometimes feel like Lilliputians in this world where everything is grandeur and beauty!
Not Sylvain who say otherwise!
While parents are tourism, the children share a moment with Aruna and Reki.
The joy of children is infectious. They are as curious as we share a brief moment.
Our route takes us deep in rural Lombok. The cultures are very diverse: potato, maize, rice, beans, beans, peppers, garlic, shallots, onions, etc ... stretches for miles in the beautiful mountains. We enjoyed wandering through the fields and meet the farmers.
The journey comes to an end. The fatigue sets for children who fall asleep more easily on mopeds.
Matilda and I had a soft spot bargained for this grandpa who patiently amount of sarongs.
Indonesia would not be what it is without tobacco. Like a locomotive, a man does not smoke-free, says an adage of Sumbawa.
Fred and Matilda made fittings of wedding attire for their wedding next Sasak. Give them your opinion! They are still hesitant ...
