Went out exploring the less beaten track a couple of days. Small hidden fishing villages, mold clad mosques from the never ending rain. Rusted corrugated shacks on the outline of a dens mangrove forest. I was not the first Scandinavian here, Maskinmester (Master Engineer) J.V Larsen met his end here in 1909. His stone was standing in a small clearing completely left to be forgotten and it was by pure curiosity I found him. Makes you think.