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A journey through South-East
Asia
Sleep on the boat
Halong Bay, December 1
Halong Bay. A landscape of
two thousand small islands, scattered in the ocean. The grave
of an ancient dragon who dropped hundreds of pearls here,
which turned into stone when he died, forming a gallery of
natural art.
The islands and boulders pass
slowly, while our boat makes its way through the stone-and-water-maze,
to Cat Ba island, where dinner is waiting, and a shower. Then
back to the boat, to sleep out there in the ocean.
'Sleep on the boat' ~ want
to know how this feels? You sit on top of the deck, under
the night sky, in the open water, surrounded by huge boulders.
You talk about travelling, about life and death, about love
and the universe. Have a last Tiger-beer, a last 555-cigarette.
Then you lay down on your mattress, the sky your ceiling,
the boat your bed, the ocean your guesthouse.
And what a perfect guesthouse it is: the waves rock you gently,
while the boat circles slowly around the anchor point. You
feel like in a natural cradle, in an endless water hammock.
The moon smiles at you, the stars send little rays of light
through the clouds, and you find yourself humming this is
all I want is all I need, and wondering why you never did
this before. And why you spent all this summer nights at home
in your bedroom instead of taking the mattress outside to
the garden.
Part 9:
Places that lost their meaning
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