Our boat left the beach of our hotel at around eight in the morning to take us on an island-hopping adventure. The bright sun and low tide made it easy for us to see the bottom of the sea. However, in the distance the sky above the island that we were visiting looked cloudy and dark. It seemed like we were going to race against the rain. Let’s see who would reach the island first.
Halfway to the furthest island on our island-hopping itinerary, the wind started to pick up and made the waves grew higher. It made Tori super nervous. She moved closer to me and I gave her a tight squeeze. We closed our eyes and just hugged. (This was nothing compared to our boat trip from Bali to Nusa Penida. I am pretty sure I would not want to do it again, ever!)
I could hear the boat’s engine slowed down. It let out a calmer hum compared to how it was before. I opened my eyes and saw Tori did the same. Our boat was getting closer to the shore, away from the choppy water. We were mesmerized by the calm and shallow turquoise water. And it seemed like we beat the rain! The dark clouds were still further away!
Look at this island! Doesn’t it look like a perfect setting for a fantasy story of trolls and other magical creatures?
The minute I set foot on the island, I was really there, present, not lost in my thoughts as I often would be. I think THAT is the magic of nature: a combination of beauty, dramatic scenery, and ruggedness – all traits that made easy to disengage from daily worries and routines. Those are the magic that I keep finding whenever we travel to nature. The change of scenery and activities have always been successful in leaving me feeling wowed and renewed. As we sat back on the boat to continue our trip, our guide jumped back into the water to pick up a big shell and gave it to Tori. A gift from the sea. A memento from this magical place.

All photos and videos are mine
Taken at Lengkuas Island, Belitung, Indonesia
July 2023





