I've been home for over a week now, feeling as though the world that I left behind in mid-September is gradually coming back into focus, like a slow loading picture. Jet-lag after international travel, has always been an unwelcome side trip for me.
The entire trip from Kona to Kandui Resort took roughly 31 hours, not including an overnight stay in Padang. It felt like The Journey With No End, though once we arrived on the tiny island off the coast of Western Sumatra, the momentum changed.
The sound of the ferry boat's high revving engine (is there just one?) eased to a hum as the island appeared. Once the engine was off, we could hear the waves slapping, maybe even clapping.
For the next ten days there were no sirens, car horns or planes flying overhead. All we heard were birds, the ocean, and the occasional motorboat or jet-ski taking surfers out to meet the waves.
The sun rose from the ocean,