I think everybody has of those travel moments that you will never forget. Maybe that is because it was the first time on a that place but anyway for me those moments are at the moment (in 2011) ....
TukTuk, Samosir Island, Sumatra, Indonesia in 1985
It was my first holiday outside Europe. I was sitting on a hill overlooking lake Toba while listing to music on my Walkman. It must have been that "huge" feeling of feeling home so far away from home. The scenery was so beautiful and peaceful! The memories of TukTuk in 1985 are being underlined when I came back at TukTuk about 12 years later and I did almost not recognize it but when again sitting on that hill nothing had changed. Well almost nothing.
Banda Neira, Indonesia also in 1992
Not that same holiday, it was almost as far as I could get away from my home country and a bit difficult to get there but yet so much Dutch history. Friendly people living at a small village at an amazing part of the world. We stayed much longer as planned and enjoyed fresh fish from the crystal clear sea everyday. Maybe good I did never return there?
At a beach of Hong Kong in 1998.
I was on tour in China and had a day off that I spend together with one of the guests to visit a beach nearby the busy city of Hong Kong. A city with millions of people and here we were sitting on a perfect clean beach with a beautiful sea and the beach was almost empty! We enjoyed a drink and good food and I was thinking by myself "Amazing that I am being paid to be here".
Sangkhlaburi, Thailand in 2003.
Together with some friends we made a long weekend trip to the amazing beautiful area of Sangkhlaburi. We made a boat trip over the lake, walked over the longest wooden bridge and enjoyed a good dinner on a floating restaurant. And while sitting at our veranda of our wooden bungalow and overlooking the lake at sunset I had to think of what someone once said to me "You are a privileged person to be able to live here" .... Yes I am and I am thankful for it every day, especially on a day like that in Sangkhlaburi.
Chaweng beach noi, Koh Samui, Thailand in 1995.
We had arrived at the pier of Koh Samui and together with a group of other tourists we were brought along some hotels where we could choose to stay. And then we stopped at what was "Fair House" ... five wooden bungalows along a empty beach with palm trees and a small restaurant. Wow this must be paradise! We stayed for about 10 days and loved it. We came back in the years to come and unfortunately we did see it be turned into one of the main-drags of Chaweng beach. I always wonder what happened with that old British guy living there and cleaning the beach every day at 6 in the morning.