I visited the Gili Islands in Indonesia about two years ago in December. Rainy season all the way! :) But I must say I enjoyed every bit of it. There was this certain sense of solitude in the humid air, for some reason I felt like I was on another planet. I've never seen the sky blend with the sea so beautifully, the wind just glued the sand on my wet skin and from time to time, when the sun got out of the clouds, the colors of the sea just transformed into the most beautiful light blue.
We sipped coconuts all day and strolled around the islands on our bikes, stopping whenever we saw something that caught our eyes. There were a lot of stops. At sunset we used to run through small alleys and tall coconut trees to arrive at the beach and just bathe in the colors of dusk. It was magical, we just sat with our feet in the sand and in that moment there was nothing in the world that could harm us, affect us or distract us. It was perfection in its purest form!
These are the feelings I'm searching for when I travel. Actually, this is why I travel ;)
