Three days later..a good set of Indo vocab and a few new songs and we have hit BENGKULU, Sumatra
Charlie and I have travelled half the length of the country by truck. Walking in the ever intensifying sun towards the equator. Mum, I'm walking in your direction! We've been mainly sticking to one long road we saw while looking at a map at a bus stop. We figured this would be the best road, but man! Sumatran roads are terrible.
Enormous, bone jarring potholes, bumping us to sleep along the way..the state of these roads is terrible. We are lucky to get any sleep and at the rate we are travelling we are becoming more and more sleep deprived. But travel we are, and our songs and new friends are making the journey into a beautiful adventure.
I've met some wonderful souls and spent some sleepless nights listening to the waves crash on the shore, or sweet music (rock music), or the sound of a honking truck horn pulling me out of jangled sleep on Charlie's shoulder...
We've never waited more than 10 minutes for a ride. Except for that one time we walked lost, going in the wrong direction, for an hour. No bloody wonder no one stopped to pick us up! One thing I hate is hitching 'out' of a town or city. It's impossible. Takes days!
write more soon!
the rest of Sumatra awaits...
