We alighted from our sea adventure on the very large island of Flores. So huge you'd think someone might mention or know of it. Lonely Planet's South East Asia on a shoestring hardly helps you plot your course here either.
What we quickly learnt was we should have been learning more of Indonesian language along our travels and that I should have learnt to ride a scooter at some point. Both these were, apparently, essential here.
Actually, we also learnt that Flores is staggeringly beautiful, more or less untouched by tourism and that we (meaning myself of course) shouldn't judge all of Indonesian culture, attitude and people on the modern day mess that is Bali.
Labuan Bajo is on the far western end of the island. It has the port and an airport and access to the Komodo islands, thus its all that most visitors see of Flores. We were determined to see much more than that though. We had 10 days before we had to leave Indonesia again via Bali, so we dumped our bags in the first reasonable accommodation we could find and set about making plans for the time we had available...
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