23.03.2014 25 °C
Have you ever driven through the tropical mountains of Flores? Let me tell you all about it. Huge patches of unpaved, bumpy roads that twist and turn on a dime.Cliff edges that drop as far as the eye can see off the sides of thin, spiraling roads. Cars and motorbikes speeding past in an attempt to get in front of you before oncoming traffic whips around the corner. Banana peels everywhere. One song, that can only be described as leisurely 80’s video game music, on repeat. For. Seven. Hours. I felt like I was in a real-life version of Mario Kart. All this driving brought me to the town of Bajawa.
On the way we stopped at a home where they make Arak, Indonesia’s traditional alcohol. They gather juice with buckets from cutting the flower off a coconut tree. Then they boil it and the steam collects and runs down bamboo tubes into empty water bottles. It’s about 50% and tastes like rubbing alcohol smells.
I went to another traditional village. This one specialized in weaving. I had a guide so it was a bit more interesting. While talking about the village he pointed out that some of the wood looked black. I run my hand along the dark timber. “Don’t be fooled, that’s not paint, it’s ox blood.” Of course it is.
Todays challenge; Flowers. I guess this is just one... does it still count?