
We headed out on the road to Suak Ribee, Jl. Syiah Kuala, until we could drive no further, carefully crossed a single palm tree log and inhaled the fresh air. Autumn did warn me that the bridge is a little tricky to navigate and laughed as she admitted to falling in the water on her first attempt to cross it. But feeling brave I followed my adventure seeking guides to find this little paradise. We continued along a narrow road, watched buffaloes bathing, monkeys scampering across our path, and rice farmers coming in for the evening. Andy was right when he said, “This place is right out a guidebook.” As we neared the bridge, however, it appeared the only way to reach the other side was by swimming. Alas, the bamboo bridge was no longer, but Andy and Autumn determined they would still recommend strolling along this path to enjoy the peacefulness of Meulaboh and its spectacular sunsets. Truthfully, I was very content with the path and not at all disappointed with the missing bridge – its disappearance saved me from what was likely to be an embarrassing plunge into the water.
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