At night, while the farmer’s asleep, the civets sneak up on the plantations, feed on the ripest coffee berries and then run back to the forest.

If you were born in a country where bad roads are kind of a trade mark, like I was, then you should come for a week’s drive on Sumatra. What am I saying? You should try a day’s drive; or just an hour’s drive. I guarantee that if you manage to reach your destination without losing either your life or your mind, you’ll end up thanking Heavens for the bad roads in your home country.

So, last November I lost my heart to Sumatra – a beautiful, wild, untameable island. When we parted, with tears in our eyes (especially mine) we didn’t think we’d see each other again (especially her).

O poveste despre una dintre cele mai mari insule ale Planetei. Despre cea mai scumpă cafea din lume și despre cel mai devastator tsunami din istorie. Despre natura umană și despre oamenii naturii. Despre drumuri de apă și drumuri de coșmar. Sumatra, Indonezia, Insula Nebună. Un foileton de Brăduț Florescu.