By the sea I see...

Eyes that guide fishermen.
Fishermen helping each other. When one arrives to shore, others are waiting to help bringing the boat out of the sea reach.
A fisherman calling it a day.
Someone having a rest. What a nice lullaby is the sound of the sea.
Like everywhere else, I see a shrine.
I see women selling fish.
Here I see people fishing stones.
The sea rolls and polishes vulcanic stones and men and women catches them.
They separate them by sizes.
They dance with the waves that bring them and then take away what they're looking for.
The waves are strong... I wonder if I dared to go there.
I see the sea.
I see a man selling knifes. She wants to buy for Rp. 20,000- he wants Rp. 40,000, there's no deal. For us touris harga, Rp. 100,000 was asked but Pak Edu bargained.
I see smiles. I liked this one in particular. One thing I'll miss from Indonesia is people's smile. It's part of their wealth.
I see more coulourful fishing boats.
I see Li looking for treasures.
I see Lu finding one.
I see someone gazing into the horizon, maybe looking for a treasure there.
 I see baskets with feathered treasures inside. They're meant to fight.
I see two fishermen fishing side by side.