Indonesia

The further east you drift from the island of Bali, the fewer tourists you meet. On the ferry from the Island of Flores to the Island of Lembata, I seemed to be the only foreign tourist on board. Right at the beginning I was approached …

The higher you wander into Indonesia’s hills, the more ornate the rice terraces become. On my way to the top of Kelimutu volcano on the island of Flores, I spotted a particularly interesting terraced cultivation in which only a single rice paddy glowed in a …

When walking through an unfamiliar village as a solo traveler, I am often uncomfortable at first. I get stared at, critically eyed and observed, or someone smells business and tries to sell me something. I feel like an vulnerable foreign body in the center of …

In the small village of Lamalera on the remote island of Lembata, everything revolves around traditional whaling. Long before the fishermen take their sons to the high seas, they already begin to participate in the food gathering. During my evening walk, I saw the boys …

On Bali I began my one-year journey over water and land to Berlin. After a week of restless traveling around the island, I found a beach without hotel facilities, garbage and souvenir sellers just before the boat ride to Lombok. Apart from me, there was …