Pulau Lengkuas — Sunrise, Lighthouse & Quiet Rituals
The morning arrived gently. Sea calm, almost motionless. White sand still cool under bare feet.
We walked without hurry. Coffee brewed slowly. A hand-rolled cigarette burned quietly beside it.
First Steps on the Island
The boat drifted in quietly. No announcements. No rush.
Locals waved naturally — not to impress, just acknowledging presence.
The air smelled of salt and morning heat waiting to arrive.
The Lighthouse Above Everything
The red-and-white lighthouse stood firm. Not inviting. Not demanding.
We climbed slowly, stopping often. Wind hit our faces. The sea stretched endlessly in all directions.
Halfway up, we stopped. Not because we were tired — but because the view was enough.
Midday Conversations
A fisherman sat repairing nets under the sun.
He joked about my cigarette. Asked for a puff.
We shared coffee brewed on a small stove. Talked about weather, tides, nothing important.
Time didn’t move forward. It simply stayed.
White Sands and Slow Hours
The afternoon passed without structure.
Walking. Sitting. Watching shadows stretch.
No crowds. No schedules.
Just an island doing what it always does.
What Lengkuas Leaves Behind
Pulau Lengkuas doesn’t offer spectacle. It offers clarity.
Some mornings should remain quiet. Some places should stay simple.
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