The locals bring fresh snapper for a feed

It's been long enough when the prospect of leaving soon feels a bit sad...

Breakfast

Head 3/4 empty. Starting to feel at home...

The tea from one of these is good for a two day trip beyond the moon...

I visited the local school for the islands

The locals are indigenous and only source of water is rain. Desalination doesn't work cuz they don't understand it, and it has been passed on for generations that drinking sea water is poison... They've no idea about salt.

Looks edible in a pinch...

Bait everywhere, lots of Tom toms, and tuna offshore, but not much in between...

My guide who took me on a jungle trek to this neat little beach spot...

Late night coco crab encounter...

Post-stonefish hunting...

Yet life goes on...

Cutie with an Uncertain Future

The colours of Wimbeldon...

where colonialists find their color inspirations.

We are in the same place, yet live worlds apart...

Much more than candy and cartoons on their minds

Where is Curious George?

The hovel.

Close up, because I just earned how to use the flash...

Finally I nab the bog dominant coconut crab on the island...

Nemo, top view

It's crazy to be able to walk around the flats and see it all unspoiled...

Mana from heaven...

Massive mango trees, trunks two meters or more wide...

Home, for now

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In the jungle, everything is wispy and beautiful, and competes for pollinators...

Zen at low tide...

Diving in for a feed.

Typical lunch...

Mama monitor lizard on the hunt.

Villages along the river, downstream.

If Allah permits, I can hope overnight a few bits will make it up to the net...

Lonely palm, outbound down the river with the storms moving in...

Finally, the sun peeks out for a moment on the isle of no time...

Down my front porch to find breakfast

Tides here inbound at 90 cm/hour. U can watch it rise 1 1/2 cm a minute...

Paradise still cloudy and rainy...

Eye-level encounter with a baby coconut crab...

Lunch

Surviving off of king prawns from the sea.

The two halves of the popular local drink...

The world above the head...

Tropical greens looking good.

Enough of these for a while...

It is raining.

Original "limes" before they were domesticated...

Because I can...

About where this is.

Houston, we have coconuts...

Breakfast.

Good morning

My neighbors...

Freakin' awesome...

That's about it for the sun...

from here into the darkness...

Just going with the flow

Wherever it goes, it ends up blue...