I wanted to explore more of the region, so I hitched a ride on some guy's speedboat to a small island visible from our hotel. I decided to bushwhack my way up the hill, and by a stroke of luck found a trail after a little while. The trail connected microscopic little villages (2-5 huts each) lost in the middle of a really dense jungle. On the way up the hill, the landscape would constantly switch from a lush forest to lunar desolation (laterite erosion, I think). Check out the pix of the malagasy emblem (fan palm), and some weird jackfruit-type trees.
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