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So I left Ende and headed farther east to a small village nestled in the mountains by the name of Moni. As has been the case throughout Flores the road weaved through mountain landscapes via switchbacks and forty-five degree turns. A truck load of fun on a motorcycle.
So I left Ende and headed farther east to a small village nestled in the mountains by the name of Moni. As has been the case throughout Flores the road weaved through mountain landscapes via switchbacks and forty-five degree turns. A truck load of fun on a motorcycle.
There is not much in the town of Moni itself, rather it is the nearby volcano that draws visitors. The three crater lakes of Kelimutu (pronounce Kelly-moo-too) are truly a sight to see. Not only are each of the lakes a different color, the colors actually change with time. While I was there the colors included turquoise, dark green, and black.
The change in hues is attributed to the dissolution of minerals in the water or a mischievous wizard living in the hills nearby. Past colors include blue, maroon, and varying shades of brown.
The change in hues is attributed to the dissolution of minerals in the water or a mischievous wizard living in the hills nearby. Past colors include blue, maroon, and varying shades of brown.