The monument ahead is pretty much the centre of town and this was where the people gathered shortly after the Tsunami to find missing people and kids. Later on, the strip of land that divides the street (on the right of the picture) was where the people would line up all the dead bodies that they found around them so that others can identify their loved ones who didn't survive.
It's amazing how blue this water is (it really is that aqua blue colour in real life). The airport and the way into town is divided by this river. During the Tsunami this was littered with wreckage and dead bodies as high as this water was.
Driving through the town of Aceh and hearing the Tsunami stories from my aunt and uncle makes me wonder how they (and my little cousins) ever survived it. There are countless stories, I mean - just countless of stories.
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