West Timor is one of the least traveled island in Indonesia. I only saw two tourists during my time in here. I began my trip in Kupang: a dilapidated city by the ocean, were locals were very friendly and all saying ´´Hello Mister’´ when they saw me. I enjoyed eating Nasi Goreng (fried rice), a local specialty reminding my time I lived in Malaysia. I visited some very (very) remote tribal villages. I feel that these villages are some of the most remote places on Earth, where people live the same way as hundreds of years: no electricity, no internet, traditional clothes, completely sustainable in the way they farm and totally disconnected from the modern outside world. |
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I particularly like Boti, where I spent the night and met the local tribal ´´king’´ the next morning. I also really enjoyed my walk in the colorful, lively, traditional weekly market of Oenassi. This is the place where all local villages come on Wednesday to sell their produce. |
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I ended this 3-day journey in Kefamenanu, where I slept in one of the worst room I have seen in many years: dead roaches, mosquitoes infected and a disgusting dirty common bathroom.
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