Hold tightly the itinerary in my hands. Sent from the travel agents, by email, I don’t know how many times I looked at the itinerary i was going to do days later in Lombok. Together with friends, and other people whom I was gonna met for the first time, excitement lingered around us as we were on our way from the airport, to the settled destinations.
It was our first day in Lombok, I remember the date exactly, August 17th. The independence day of Indonesia. The first place we visited Desa Sukarare, Lombok Tengah. We saw the making process of woven fabric (sorry, i really don’t know the english word for this, the indonesian word is ‘kain tenun’). Using traditional utilities, they made scarf, traditional clothes, sling bag, and many more. You can see the beautiful scarfs they made in the left picture. It was really made nicely, I really love the mix colors and how it was blend beautifully in one scarf.
Followed our guide tour, in only an hour we arrived at the new destination, Desa Adat Sade. This is where it goes interesting. We toured around the village and seeing many traditional houses. Local villager said that they cleaned the floors in their house using buffalo’s feces. I didn’t take the photos inside the house because of poor lighting of my phone, but there are photos of us in front of the house.
I am excited to tell this, the highlight of this post, lol. The minute I agreed to join this because I love beaches. Twenty something years of my life, and it’s my first time celebrate my country’s anniversary other than school and home. My friend was so prepared, bringing the Indonesian flag to Tanjung Aan beach so we can take pictures together.
After the shots with the flag, some local villagers offered us a ride to Pantai Batu Payung with negotiable price. YOLO, like when will we gonna enjoy this if not now, we decided to take the offer. Crossing the sea for 10 minutes to arrive at Pantai Batu Payung.
I really love everything that this beach offer, despite the hardship I have to face because I choose the wrong shoes to wear.
The sound of waves hitting rocks. The scream people made as soon as the waves erased what they wrote on sand.
The sound of silence. Things I never have when I live in a metropolitan city. The sound of waves that washed away all of my worries as I sit on the rock with my friend.
At Pantai Batu Payung. Crossing the sea with a boat from Pantai Tanjung Aan
We enjoyed our times together. A lot. The awkwardness in the air at the first day of me, my friends, and people whom I met for the first time, went away as the sun set. We went to the cottage, take a rest to prepare for snorkeling the next day.
It took long time for me to finish this post. Lol, this post have been in a draft for months because of my jerky mood.
I’ll try to continue the post in near future. As for now, let me post another photo that will be included in the next post. See you !
A Trip to Remember : Hello Lombok ! Hold tightly the itinerary in my hands. Sent from the travel agents, by email, I don't know how many times I looked at the itinerary i was going to do days later in Lombok.
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