The island of the pigs

Trip Start Oct 03, 2012
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Trip End Nov 28, 2013


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Flag of Indonesia  , East Nusa Tenggara,
Thursday, September 5, 2013

This island is an island of pigs they are running around everywhere in the streets and on the beach. I mention this first only because in a predominantly Muslim nation this doesn't really happen much. Rote is not a Muslim island and for the first time in a while we didn't hear the call to prayer at sundown.

Rote is one of the small islands off of the South coast of West Timor. It is known best for 2 things: (1) Reportedly other than the waves in Hawaii this place is the second Mecca for surfers in the World to catch those curls (2) It was the most educated island in the region through the time of Dutch Colonialism. Lots of well educated locals (courtesy of the Dutch) went on to control and influence the administration and history of Timor.

The Dutch left Rote a predominantly Protestant island and aligned to those beliefs there's nothing extravagant about the place other than a simple and rustic island that languishes to the path of the sun and moon. It's extremely sleepy and basic here.

The Hotel Tirosa Nemberala (a Homestay - family run) is where we headed once off of the fast ferry - about an hour and a half from the fast ferry port. The homestay was situated on the beach. Once on the beach we could see the huge waves breaking out in the distance and realised that we wouldn't stand a snowballs chance in hell of surviving one at our current novice level. Also, you'd have to get a boat out to where the waves were breaking or spend ages paddling out. A small additional detail was the complete lack of board rental - it was clear that only really really good surfers chose to make the pilgrimage to a Rote.

Still Rote is not all about surfing - it is beautifully untouched Island and an absolutely fascinating place just to chill. So this is what we did.

The food at our homestay was fantastic with decent portions and our hosts were polite. Albeit K had the usual vegetarian difficulties to contend with.

Long day - we were up at 5:30am to catch the fast ferry over to Rote. Sleep, a lie-in and beach -time tomorrow. Nice.

Couldn't finish this without a mention of the tail minus gecko incident. Stepped into our room and on the floor waggling like mad was something that looked like a small leach going nuts swinging from left to right and twitching. Somehow a gecko had become detached from its tail which happens quite easily apparently. Male gecko's fight and bite the tail off of the looser. The looser grows his tail back but lives the shame of not having a tail! We saw the loser scampering around under the bed. Check the video out, the tail kept moving like it was still attached for ages! Gross!!!
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