Some of you have heard of its spectacular underwater world, his other impressive dragons, some will read about the dwarf found in Flores Northern Ruteng in 2003. Finally, some have seen pictures of acid lakes Kelimutu. Well yes, this island in Portuguese name (meaning flower) has all the riches ... All this is probably not a coincidence! When we enter the land of Flores, in many ways it seems virgin. The roads are winding and sinuous in the middle of dense forest where a few monkeys appear to observe us ...
The door opened, the local buses to move forward languorous rhythm of music. Everyone smiled. Outside, life seems peaceful. Undoubtedly, we quickly lost some marks. We moved away from the consumer to enjoy simple things twice. We came back even more in the sense that the journey we love. Values have changed, retaining only the point ... It's wonderful. Everything is so natural, so pure. Some fruit trees grow everywhere, not in an organized manner but in the midst of other trees. It is as if the seeds had made their way on their own ... This allows everyone to eat fruit. Spices are numerous. These are the cloves that dry roadside. Prepared every morning and picked up every night, they pleasantly perfumed places ... But there are also coffee, cocoa, nutmeg, vanilla, etc ... We took lessons ... We know the botanical names of some Indonesian tree without providing the translation in French ?! ... In the markets we have seen women barter their mandarins cons soap. The more we are moving towards the east, the more people are dressed in local weavings. Women spend whole days on their looms.
Going to meet all these people is a pure delight. A smile as big as a banana, white teeth for the young or red with betel for the old, all invite us to sit near them. They begin the curiosity of the other, ease the compliment? Whether we are eager to meet them is understandable. We made thousands of miles to come to them. But they did not ask ... 
Natural, simplicity, friendliness, spontaneity, joy summarize what I experienced during this short stay I would have gladly extended ....
traditional costumes during the festival CACI Ruteng. 
Rice cobwebs in the mountains in the region of Ruteng.
Bajawa Market: vegetables are nicely ordered. There is no room for chance.
betel Stand: this is the combination of these ingredients that are chewed throughout the day by the old. This is the famous betel who color their teeth red.
A bet of cards in the gambling premises where alcohol is served with rice and palm oil.
A grandmother keeps his small children while their parents work in the field.
Typical village of Bela. The little huts on the left and right kinds of parasol on the place known village symbolize the presence of male and female ancestors of each clan. Thus in ngadha who inhabit this village. The center mark their graves in Christendom ...
Bena village in the mist.
roofs are traditionally made of bamboo and thatch.
nutmeg dry the sun before the megaliths on the village square.
When a source of hot water mixes with the freshness of a mountain stream, we get the perfect temperature for swimming. It is also our first hot shower of the trip ...
Walk Boawae: people come from many miles around to sell or buy. The population density is striking.
We took the opportunity to buy local cafe.
Flores is also a beautiful island in relief. Above the volcano spit its smoke Ebulobo dominant in us.
Koanara The village and its thatched roofs that soar into the sky.
woken at four in the morning we were to go for the sunrise Kelimutu.
We had heard of his color and we were not disappointed by the legendary green turquoise. This is one of three lakes of acid Kelimutu.
Here is a small Overview Kelimutu National Park with its tree ferns, conifers her, etc. ...
A house of many in this central region of Flores.
We present the family of Amed, coffee vendor at the top of Kelimutu. Very kindly offered us this Muslim to eat while fasting itself. It was a wonderful meeting full of gentleness and tolerance ...
That life is sweet in the middle of this nature!
In the series of faces, we introduce Matilda.
Still further east, people change physically.
Rice remains a safe bet ....
A small morning market to make a salad of tomatoes, full of mangoes, or enjoy a sort of pancake with chocolate.
Back to the port where Labuhanbajo Bugis point their noses skyward.
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