Kampung Mahu is my maternal grandparents' village and kamung Haria is my paternal grandparents' village.
Map of Pulau Saparua
About to board a super dodgy speedboat on pulau Ambon.
Departure, our driver Tommy waving at us.
The bestest speedboat trip I've ever had. The boat stank of gasoline, the merry captain was smoking cigarette's, it went fast and the boat went up and down like crazy. They were however super friendly lads and they took a detour to show me bits other of the island, once they understood that this was my first time on the Moluccas.
Villagers waiting at the dock for people to arrive. At arrival we found out the boat could take us straight to our village.
Arrival at kampung Mahu. At arrival some ooms we didn't know carried out luggage to the shore.
Christmas decorations at my opa's house. Another family lives there now.
Oma Aya, kitchen personnel. She nearly hugged me to death.
Oma Roosiana, one of my mum's mother's sisters. She's head of Indonesian police and she can sleep standing up.
My oma's house. The b&w picture on the left is a picture of my mum's mother, oma Diek. Getting confused yet?
Pantai Saparua, shot from an old Dutch fort.
This is where the Dutch could see enemy fleets arrive so that they could blow them to bits.
A wandering cow in kampung Mahu.
A road in Kampung Haria.
Starry sky at kampung Mahu.
The amazing local medicine man at kampung Mahu. My stephdad got a severe flu and he healed him by beating him with wet hot towels and making him drink a horrible concotion of raw egg, honey and lemon.
Pantai Saparua <3
Someone getting baptised at pantai Saparua.
Kampung Mahu's main street.
A random house in kampung Mahu.
Oma Boya! Yes, the first other Boya I've ever met. She works for oma Roos in kampung Mahu. She's 70 something, has 1 tooth left, needs glasses but still works on her own land, jumps over fences, smokes, drinks and will beat up anyone who get's in her way. We share the same name and craziness and I hope that I will still be as lively as she is at that age. Brilliant!
Some little girls sitting against a house in kampung Mahu. The one on the left is playing with a huge knife haha.
Some guy cutting up coconuts.
Bemo's, local transportation. Doors open, legs dangling out, cigarettes lit; how transportation should be.
Some's psychedelic floor in kampung Mahu. (Yeah people LOVE pink over there.)
Kids playing in the sea at pantai Mahu. I'd just given them some candy.
Kampung Mahu at sundown.
Ojeks (the other local transportation) arriving at our friend's house to pick us up. Sitting on the back of a scooter that's secretly a motor, driving 60kph with no helmet on, flying past forests over hills; how public transportation should also be.
Going from kampung Haria to pantai Saparua by ojek.
Local schoolchildren at kampung Mahu. <3
A man waiting for his boat to arrive at porto Haria.
Watching the sun come up at porto Haria as we wait for our chartered speedboat to take us back to Ambon :(
On our way back to Ambon, the dude in the yellow shirt was drunk and it was 8AM in the morning. (Y)
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