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Ten days off. Ten days of freedom. From May 10 to May 20, 2014, I left. In Pulau Weh, Indonesia.
Take off again
"Tell me it's not true!!!"
I burst out laughing when I discovered the little indignant-amused words of colleagues and friends on my Facebook page.
Yes, Indonesia again. The journey has its reasons that reason does not know.
My destination: Pulau Weh, a small island off the coast of Banda Aceh, in the west of Sumatra.
It was short but intense. I don't regret at all this escapade, decided almost at the last minute. Pulau Weh regenerated me. The trip itself has exhilarated me. Rennes - Paris - Abu Dhabi - Kuala Lumpur - Banda Aceh - Pulau Weh. Too long, too complicated, too tiring? Carried by the joy of this new trip, I plunged back into the atmosphere of the airports with delight, and went through the successive immigration controls with bliss.
Departures give me wings. I feel each time like a kid who was offered an extra ride.
Pulau Weh is the most western and northern inhabited island of the archipelago. On the western tip of Sumatra, in the province of Banda Aceh, it is the "kilometer zero" of Indonesia.
There is a beach there, Gapang, that I liked a lot during a previous trip, four years ago, and that I wanted to see again. A quiet and authentic place. As in 2010, I settled in one of the bungalows of the excellent Lumba Lumba diving center.