I got organised early so I didn’t inconvenience Phil, a German guy who is partway through his 4WD trip between Australia and his home country. By 9.30am my stuff was packed in the back of Phil’s car and we were on our way to the port. Without Phil, I faced the annoying prospect of having my gear unsecured on the overloaded, overnight ferry trip, and consequently being paranoid every second of the journey that my stuff would get stolen. With everything safely stowed in Phil’s car, I could rest easy. On board, Phil and I made our way through the throngs of people claiming every spare inch of surface (seats, floor, corridors, stairs, tops of vehicles) to a room marked VIP at the front, which was completely empty and had some comfy-looking couches. We figured we might get kicked out, but would just wait and see what happened. I ended up chatting to the captain and it turned out we could stay there for the night if we paid him 50,000r. Definitely worth it! We were joined by some Indonesians but were able to claim a long couch as ours. The couch became our bed as the sun sunk below the horizon.

Day 283 (pic)

My first view of Flores Island

Accommodation $ Overnight ferry
Distance ridden today 0km
Total distance ridden 8,812km