Harvest Time in the Spice Islands
Ever wondered where cloves come from? Well. They come from many places now. But in the beginning, they came only from the Moluccas, the mysterious...
Ever wondered where cloves come from? Well. They come from many places now. But in the beginning, they came only from the Moluccas, the mysterious...
The following episode takes place between 9am and 10am on the day we were hoping to leave Manado. INT: A surprisingly posh hotel room. Z...
It was on the golden sands of Pulau Kadidiri, in the Togian Islands, Sulawesi, Indonesia, as a wave of what I would dearly like to...
Our favoured local, back in Rantepao in the Tana Toraja, was the hangout of the local Guides Association, a Teamsteresque conglomerate of the most amiable...
We spent our last day in the Tana Toraja whitewater rafting. An activity, which in the mind of the child, now forms a kind of...
1: There is a Nadir for In-Vehicle Entertainment Audio-visual torture of various kinds is an intrinsic part of the South-East Asian travel experience. From bootleg...
At Pana, the cave graves were easy to find, half of them broken open, looming out of a granite slab in the oncoming dusk and...
This little guy was defending his nest and his baby just left of the dock in Pulau Derawan: he’s straight out of Finding Nemo. He’s...
Adventures / Indonesia / World School
by Theodora · Published September 2, 2010 · Last modified January 25, 2015
“Are funerals like this in London?” asks my new Torajan friend. The dead man’s drum-shaped coffin emerges from the matrimonial bedroom where he has “slept”,...
Makassar, Indonesia. The capital of Sulawesi. A hectic, noisy port city, where even the scuzziest scenes are full of equatorial colour. Even the trucks, parked...