Gili T, Part 2

Sorry for the delay, folks. I finished this about a week ago and forgot to publish!

Welcome to the final post of my Indonesia recap!

It feels a little silly recapping the remaining days of our time in Gili Trawangan, mostly because there isn’t a whole lot to say about it. It was wonderful and relaxing, but not exactly action-packed.

Following our day in Gili Meno, we decided to take a walk around Gili T. This was both a wonderful and terrible idea. It was wonderful because Gili T is gorgeous and totally deserving of our full attention. It was terrible because we got way too late of a start and it was wayy too hot to be wandering aimlessly. To combat the heat, we developed a “stop-and-go” method of wandering.

Wander a little…

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Sip a little…

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Wander a little…

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Sip a little…

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You get the idea. We made it about halfway around the island when we turned around and headed back to our hostel. As much as I would have loved to have explored the interior of the island a little bit more, the prospect of being too far away for a quick dip in the ocean wasn’t appealing.

We spent our last day in the Gilis on a snorkeling tour. Mercifully, I wasn’t seated next to any French people on the boat. It was a crowded trip, for sure, and little instruction was given. If you had never been snorkeling before, you were left on your own to figure out how to seal and clear your mask. But hey, it cost less than $12 for a three-hour trip + lunch, so I’ll take it!

Unfortunately I don’t have much to share in the way of the colorful fish and enormous turtle we saw, but here are some pictures from the boat:

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That about wraps up my vacation recap (about damn time). We chatted with the guy who arranged our airport transportation the day that we left, and he mentioned that many foreigners extend their vacations into moving to the island. I can understand why. I also think that it’s a somewhat common phenomenon on islands around the world. I remember meeting people in both Belize and St. Martin who had done the same thing. Everything is slower, days turn into weeks, weeks into months, and so on.

I’m probably way too high-strung to ever permanently move to an island, but I would go back to the Gilis for a vacation in a heartbeat. Beautiful scenery, crystal clear water, friendly people…what more could you ask for?

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