The Sanubari: Sumba in slow-motion

I’m at the Sanubari. I say this with a flourish, because getting here is no mean feat. 20-plus hours, three flights, two stop-overs, a 90-minute taxi and a lifetime worth of dodgy airport cappuccinos – all agreeable, mind, for a slice of this introverted Indonesian island, Sumba. Relaxation is writ large here. After dropping our…