Dear English-speaking readers, this page is an automatic Google translation from a post originally written in French. My apologies for the weird sentences and the funny mistakes that could have been generated during the process. If you can read French, the original and correct version can be found here:
Raja Ampat! I fell in love with these lost islands in the depths of Indonesia. I was there in March. I went back in July. Even dazzling.
I returned on Kri Islandwhom I had loved so much, three months ago. It takes about two hours by boat to reach the island from Sorong.
Returning to these places is a happiness without name. When I finally see the blue-green triangle of Kri, on the horizon, my heart beats harder. The place made me feel so great, when I first came here ...
How I love the islands at the end of the world! That this place is beautiful! I would almost shed a little tear, I'm so moved when I arrive.
I found the incredible pontoon of Sorido Bay Resort, which leads you to the blue hole in the middle of the coral.
I found "my" beach of white sand, fringed with greenery.
The neighboring islet, with its little house on stilts, in wood and braided palms, planted on the sandbar that pops up and disappears at the mercy of the tides, is still there, just in front.
And then I found some friends. Jimmy and Julia, current managers of the resort, greet me with big smiles. Nathan, my favorite dive guide, is there, too, and will accompany me underwater throughout my stay.
Ah! Raja Ampat! A truly exceptional destination. Still virgin, isolated. Not easy to get there, not easy to leave. I tell you all this in a future post ...