From the diary entry dated 02/25/2011:
A trip around the island was in order. First I went to the neighboring bastion. There is also a small port.
Then I ran about 10 km through many villages on the west coast along.
The villages are picturesque with their modest houses and an array of colorful blooming plants in front yards. There's always a mosque, on the streets running goats and chickens.
Later I came to Danau Tolire Besar, a crater with nearly vertical, but still wooded slopes :
only separated by a black ash barrier beach from the sea, a little further a to find another lake. We heard frogs and had a good view of the island Hiri, also a volcano.
I went north of the island. Two mopeds took me to the next town. At whose home I got another cup of tea served, but communication was difficult. I went ahead and soon after took me a terrain vehicle. In it sat an English teacher and his three sons - logically also surprisingly better. The vehicle took me the remaining 12 km to the hotel. That was very good, because on the one hand I was quite ready and the other, it was now already dark.
A trip around the island was in order. First I went to the neighboring bastion. There is also a small port.
also is the village opposite the island Tidore - with a correspondingly excellent views of the volcano Kiematubu.
There is an old fort on the waterfront overlooking the volcano. Magnificent view!
And a Chinese cemetery
then took me a family in their van with the Portuguese Fort in Kastela. Did I mention that Western tourists are rare here? They wanted to take a picture with me. I got the sleepy toddler in her arms, the woman presented by the way - Photo finish.
> The Fort in Kastela was not restored, however - only ruins with goat <
Then I ran about 10 km through many villages on the west coast along.
Because almost no sun appeared, was that, otherwise I would have been tired. Much was driving no more, so that one could walk comfortably. All were amazed about the tourists shouting "Hello Mister". In the long run, the fatigue in her vocabulary of about 6 English words.
The villages are picturesque with their modest houses and an array of colorful blooming plants in front yards. There's always a mosque, on the streets running goats and chickens.
fruit trees such as Mango, papaya, jackfruit and banana shows. Rare things are drying on mats in front of many houses.
> A volcano evacuation map, as seen in Togafo, situated on an old lava flow <
Later I came to Danau Tolire Besar, a crater with nearly vertical, but still wooded slopes :
site worth seeing. should live crocodiles in the lake, says the Lonely Planet.
only separated by a black ash barrier beach from the sea, a little further a to find another lake. We heard frogs and had a good view of the island Hiri, also a volcano.
I went north of the island. Two mopeds took me to the next town. At whose home I got another cup of tea served, but communication was difficult. I went ahead and soon after took me a terrain vehicle. In it sat an English teacher and his three sons - logically also surprisingly better. The vehicle took me the remaining 12 km to the hotel. That was very good, because on the one hand I was quite ready and the other, it was now already dark.
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