Leaving Lombok

Leaving Lombok, the highlights were the people that we met. Indonesians are the loveliest people ever; full of smiles and helpful information. When I stopped for gas, someone else stopped to ask if I was lost. When we had a flat tire, a random stranger stopped, went for his friend, then followed us as we pushed the bike to the nearest tire-repair shop. The sweet guy waited until we were happily settled at the shop.

I'll be sad to leave this part of Indonesia, especially Hendra and the horses. Hendra is an adorable 8-10 year old boy who sells coconuts. Actually, I think he is more of a fee-for-service guy. He'll offer a coconut, then once you agree to buy it, he runs over to one of his trees, climb up it, spin a coconut off and toss it to the ground. After climbing down the tree, he chops the top off with a machete and hands you the giant fruit. Darling. More on the coconuts (with photos!) soon.


xooo