Day Two, Kalabahi, Alor.....seen through the camera lens...
We were on a tour of the museum, a village the way it used to be and a dinner with the officials.
This looks like a Japanese piece but because our guide did not speak English it was difficult to discern where these pieces came from. The masks were interesting, not sure what they were made out of...no one spoke English.
This is some very fine work of weaving called Ikat.
We also visited a market, we always enjoy open markets, because we can get fresh fruits and vegetables. These peppers are very colourful and if you use too many they will blow your head off!
We went up into the hills to visit a traditional village, many of the people actually live in the village.
Once again we see the Ikats...
The women never seem to enjoy the performance as much as the men, later on you will see them smiling and happy. The baskets are used for Betel nuts, or whatever.
They provided a fabulous meal for us and we ate in the huts where the villagers live.
After the festivities time to relax.
You know the song the wheels on the bus; you can’t get it out of your head!!!
What a Face!