Pink Sand Beach

Trip Start Oct 05, 2012
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Trip End Oct 14, 2012


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Flag of Indonesia  , East Nusa Tenggara,
Wednesday, October 10, 2012


The last stop of the tour before we disembarked at Labuan Bajo was a tiny stretch of sand on an island around the corner from Komodo called Pink Sand beach, rumoured to have the second best snorkelling in Indonesia after Irian Jaya. True to its name, the sand on the beach was flecked with red, giving it a definite pink hue, and the reef that began just metre from the shore was the most stunning I had ever seen. We saw huge brain coral, miniature trees of the most stunning pinks and greens, a giant, brilliant blue starfish bigger than a dinner plate and fish of every colour of the rainbow, many that I had never seen before. We stayed close to the shore, but the people who ventured our further said they saw huge fish...

Another four hours back on the boat winding through a rocky archipelago of these arid mountainous islands. Marcie fell asleep and woke up just as we were pulling into the harbour, shivering uncontrollably and feeling really sick. I gave her a Panadol and hoped that it would kick in so she could get to shore and we could make our way to the hotel. I had no idea how to get there from the harbour and hadn’t been able to find a contact number on the internet. Labuan Bajo is off the beaten track. I was not expecting there to be taxis here, local transport is
fine, but getting a fair deal is sketchy. I felt like my Indonesian is
sufficient to negotiate if I had to do it on my own, but our bags are heavy,
we’re both sick and sleep deprived, the sun was fast disappearing and the smoother this transition, the better.

 Once again we docked off shore, not at the jetty like we were all expecting and once
again were piled into the dinghy to get to land. We pulled up this time at a wharf that we had to climb a metre up to get out of the boat. We waited on the wharf while all the passengers were ferried across and our bags came in a load at the end. 

 Labuan Bajo is smaller than I expected, seemingly untouched by tourism. Also as expected, there were no taxis here and we were ushered into a Bimo – a kind of minivan for a price
negotiated by the crew of our boat and driven to our hotel, a couple of kilometres along the bay from the wharf.

 The hotel was like a beautiful oasis, with a clean soft bed and a warm shower.  We made it to our room in time for Marcie’s sickness to take hold and last night and today have been spent nursing her through a raging fever and vomiting. 

 It is now 1pm and Marcie is sleeping soundly beside me. Our room has an amazing
view of Labuan Bajo Bay. I can’t stop taking photos of it. My morning has been
a bit panicky when I realised that the flights we had intended to take from
here back to Jakarta became booked out sometime time between when I checked at
7am this morning and when I went down to the lobby (the only internet in the
hotel) with our passports and credit card to book them an hour later.

After some panicky shuffling between airlines and different days, I have secured our
trip home. Leaving here on Sunday morning with a 10 hour stop over in Bali, arriving home in Jakarta at almost midnight Sunday night. 

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