I’m amazed how BIG this lake is – it takes the boat almost 45 minutes to traverse the lake to Pulau Samosir, the island in the middle. And after the noise of Banda Aceh and Medan, my ears are ringing because this place is so quiet.
Once a popular party island, it now hosts families, groups of schoolchildren and the odd backpacker. Whilst on a Sunday run, I was swamped by a bevy of schoolgirls all intent on practicing their English. I literally had to run away – after 15 minutes, there was an orderly queue with at least 40 youngsters waiting for their turn to ask me my name and where I was from. And this was only the beginning of the fun – after breakfast, marauding tribes of schoolchildren outnumber travellers by at least 100 to 1, and both Steph and I are surrounded by a swarm of children attempting to complete a school project. In hindsight, it’s inspirational to see people so young with such a passion for life, and a cheeky exuberance to go along with it. At the time though, I'd had enough of their crushing enthusiasm.
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