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Lombok, the wild ...

Lombok was a wonderful discovery. I expected nothing arrived. I had some pictures of the island ... And very soon I felt comfortable.

Sometimes dry, sometimes green, contrasts coexist here. We spent hours on the beach looking like a postcard: white sand, turquoise water, swimming and gentle and pleasant, NOBODY in sight ... No, no they are not jokes! Finally, though, I should mention the appearance of buffaloes and goats and the master ... But do not worry, They never defile a clear water! The coast is beautifully carved, it offers many coves and some islands in sight, far away ... It's really a paradise.

Behind this coast where there are few fishermen, rurality is more or less deep. Everywhere, there are stretches of tobacco fields. From time to time, we see dry leaves on the roadside. Frequently, they are gathered and quality of bamboo suspended before being CHARGED (for drying). Marlboro scored its territory in the mountains ... the markets, they are often elderly that sell tobacco.

We win and move closer to the heights of Mount Rinjani: Volcano! It is very beautiful and very active for a month. One can admire it from everywhere on the island ... we put the history of water at the mouth and the whammy for the climb! It has become a real tourist industry. The loads are so much contrast with the income of the majority of the population. There are people for whom life does not seem simple daily. On roads and paths throughout the day, women carrying wood on their heads to turn on the stove. Others collect leaves long thick and to make mattresses. All that nature offers appears to be operated, transformed. Alongside all these people that carry heavy loads, there are many horses towing carts colored called "cidomo. When a 4x4 just to double them, we realize that economic growth does not benefit everyone!

The only place where all come together is the mosque. Many are not counting all those under construction. Would there be more practitioners? I can not answer. However, being on the island for Ramadan, we can state that calls more sound of the muezzin. Life around mosques is more lively since. Besides, it is harder for us to find food and drink during the day. This allowed us to make journeys by bus and no one smokes ... What joy! There remains only the smell of exhaust and the brakes that heat ....

Here is an overview of transportation bémo drives local time outside schools. Friendly, right?

At one end of Kuta Beach, monkeys playing in the mangroves.

Here at low tide we found an octopus, slugs of water, a sea serpent, shells and various aquatic plants ...

Here what we call idyllic beaches. ...

is the popular market town of Kuta. It takes place every day but you must get up early if you want to participate in local events. At ten o'clock, everyone was gone.

Indonesia is known for its weaving. This is not a legend.

We've already talked about street vendors. Eating a bakso (noodle soup with meatballs), is part of our daily lives.

Here is an overview of the fighting Sasak. It's a habit that continues from generation to generation to celebrate big events. This took place the day before the Independence Day of Indonesia. At first sight they are two men fighting. Yet more subtle than that. Each fight is unique blending dance, agility and dexterity, even playfulness in their eyes. We let ourselves be taken by the frenzied pace of the drums, flutes and cymbals on the voice of a singer and encouragement from the crowd.

A tobacco plantation in Tetebatu.

Every day the farmers harvest a few leaves mature. These are usually the lower ones.

Lodged near the oven, the leaves are first tied to bamboo. Then they are hung in the brick ovens stand out for a week and dried, burnished. They scent the scene before being compressed and packed for shipping.

Thibault and Emma, never short of ideas, build a road on the beach.

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daybreak on the island of Gili Air. Laundry is done, the pots are washed ... For Muslims, life will resume at sunset.

Our little monkeys are always a tree to climb.

Sylvain Thibault and engage in combat Sasak Version peaceful!

When I said that water was transparent!

And say that I've not even talked about snorkeling! Yet Emma and I have seen turtles! It is still not common. With Thibault, we saw schools of fish of all colors, Ouuaaahhh!

Here the famous cidomo. The Gili islands, it is not a engine, except generators neighbors!

Was it a goodbye? Emotion was high during the song for our departure. Thank you and Zia and Ekor!