The trail we took in the forest was about an hour long, and it was tough! Not as tough as the 8 hour GAM hike, but still...pretty challenging. My legs are still sore from that trip! At the end of the trail we finally stopped at another secret beach; a different one than where Sarah had taken me the first time. It was beautiful secluded; it was like we were at our own private resort.
We played in the ocean, and the boys made a small hut out of pieces of wood lying around and tied sarongs to it so that there would be shade. It was super cool, like they were practicing to be on Survivor or another type of wilderness challenge reality show. Self had brought along a fish, watermelon, and pineapple...all of which he had stored conveniently in his backpack. He started a campfire and cooked the fish as well as noodles so we could all have lunch. It was very impressive. How he managed to fit all that stuff in his backpack is beyond me. At least I'll know who to contact if I'm ever stranded on a desert island.
We stayed there all day and didn't get back until the evening. It was such a fun day, I'm glad to have had this experience with them.
I'm also glad that I was able to meet some other westerners close to my age around here. I was the baby of the group - they're all in their mid 20s, but we were still all close enough that we could have fun with each other and not be awkward. Of course, I've also made tons of wonderful Indonesian friends, but nevertheless, it's nice to have a few people around who understand the culture you're coming from and with whom you're able to connect with on that level. It's like having a little piece of home right there with you, and makes being far away not that big of a deal.
A view of the beach
One last hill before paradise!
Eating lunch
The fish they cooked - complete with portable grill
Yummy
Our hut. Charming, isn't it?
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