Where to begin? So much has happened, and it's always hard to imagine wasting time typing on a computer when I'd rather be out exploring. Every few moments or so it strikes me that yes, I am indeed in Bali.
Our first week here started out with us spending far too much time in the Bali Medical Center waiting room, and then in a tiresome search for a cheap homestay. Once we escaped the hospital with 17 days of antibiotics and probiotics in hand, we finally got to start exploring this incredible island we've landed on.
As it was in Cambodia, motorbikes are a pretty sweet way to get around in Bali. Many of our days have evolved into motorbike daytrips that involve weaving our way through shockingly green stepped rice fields and tiny village markets to such places as the culturally rich city of Ubud or in search of perfect indo waves at Canngu, Ulu Watu and Padang Padang. We've spent a few other days hanging around in Kuta, with Jon competing with the locals for the little but fun waves, and today I finally joined in the surfing after renting the limousine of all surfboards- or what seemed like it anyways. I'm not ready to turn pro, but I managed to get on my feet a few times on the baby waves. This could turn into a serious addiction. Fortunately, if you meet cool surf shop people they'll rent you a board for 25,000rp per day, which is about $3.
Tomorrow I'm planning to wake up early to wander over to the market at Bemo Corner and buy some fruits fresh off the mountains in the North. The locals start their day very early, and apparently it's the best time to see what local life is really like, since it's the time they do all their food shopping for the day, make offerings, and socialize. Speaking of socializing, our homestay hostel was filled with people and incredible looking food today and one of the ladies told me they were having a 6 month celebration for a baby. All of the men and women seemed to be sitting separately while eating, laughing and chatting away in musical sounding Indonesian. The women were wearing beautifully printed batik sarongs, frangipani blooms in their hair and small, brightly colored silk temple sashes around their waists.
On Wednesday, we head to the Gilly Islands, which are North of Lombok- which is the next major Indonesian Island east of Bali. Gilly Trawangan is where we're headed first- it has incredible walk in snorkeling beaches, surf breaks and beautiful white sand beaches. So many people I've talked to have mentioned it, so it will be amazing to see it for ourselves. How can one resist coral bays filled with seahorses, seaturtles, mantarays and leopard sharks?
Photos coming soon, hopefully!
Our first week here started out with us spending far too much time in the Bali Medical Center waiting room, and then in a tiresome search for a cheap homestay. Once we escaped the hospital with 17 days of antibiotics and probiotics in hand, we finally got to start exploring this incredible island we've landed on.
As it was in Cambodia, motorbikes are a pretty sweet way to get around in Bali. Many of our days have evolved into motorbike daytrips that involve weaving our way through shockingly green stepped rice fields and tiny village markets to such places as the culturally rich city of Ubud or in search of perfect indo waves at Canngu, Ulu Watu and Padang Padang. We've spent a few other days hanging around in Kuta, with Jon competing with the locals for the little but fun waves, and today I finally joined in the surfing after renting the limousine of all surfboards- or what seemed like it anyways. I'm not ready to turn pro, but I managed to get on my feet a few times on the baby waves. This could turn into a serious addiction. Fortunately, if you meet cool surf shop people they'll rent you a board for 25,000rp per day, which is about $3.
Tomorrow I'm planning to wake up early to wander over to the market at Bemo Corner and buy some fruits fresh off the mountains in the North. The locals start their day very early, and apparently it's the best time to see what local life is really like, since it's the time they do all their food shopping for the day, make offerings, and socialize. Speaking of socializing, our homestay hostel was filled with people and incredible looking food today and one of the ladies told me they were having a 6 month celebration for a baby. All of the men and women seemed to be sitting separately while eating, laughing and chatting away in musical sounding Indonesian. The women were wearing beautifully printed batik sarongs, frangipani blooms in their hair and small, brightly colored silk temple sashes around their waists.
On Wednesday, we head to the Gilly Islands, which are North of Lombok- which is the next major Indonesian Island east of Bali. Gilly Trawangan is where we're headed first- it has incredible walk in snorkeling beaches, surf breaks and beautiful white sand beaches. So many people I've talked to have mentioned it, so it will be amazing to see it for ourselves. How can one resist coral bays filled with seahorses, seaturtles, mantarays and leopard sharks?
Photos coming soon, hopefully!
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