Right, sorry I am going to focus today and tell you a little about Indonesia where we've been for the last five or so (god knows) days. Firstly it is the hottest place I have ever been to in my entire life. Possibly Hawaii was as hot but we stayed in an air conditioned hotel whereas here we are staying in a very pleasant place with lots of Hindu offerings and sculptures and beautiful flowers in the garden, but the fan in our room will not be rushed. It goes round at a most leisurely pace and simply doesn't do a whole lot. We also have a cold water shower (but in this heat that is just fine with me) and a few companions staying with us known as Mr Gekko and Mr Cockroach. But it's 2 pounds a night, just a stroll from the beach, so whatcha gonna do?
We're staying in Kuta which is the party capital of Bali and the place where the Bali bombings took place in 2002 and 2005. We have visited the memorial on the main street which is very sad. Many of the names of the 202 people who died in the 2002 bombing are English. The next beaches are called Legian and Seminyak and we've spent alot of time strolling up and down the bath-warm waters and checking out bars and restaurants along the way. We found Ku-de-ta in Seminyak last night which is like something out of Wallpaper magazine, all reclining sofa bed and pools and fountains and lights looking out over the beach, so we splashed out on a couple of cocktails and lay on our beds looking out to sea watching the sun set and the sky turn pink and then deep red. Bali sunsets are the most beautiful in the world.
What else? Well Kuta is mainly windy cobbled streets and absolutely teeming with locals and tourists on motorbikes whizzing through the streets and also hundreds of hawkers shouting 'Mister, mister, surf lesson? T-shirt? Fruit? Motorbike? Yes?' But to be expected in such a touristy place. Tonight is our last night in Kuta and then tomorrow we're off to Ubud which is supposed to give a better sense of what a proper Balinese village is like. We'll be back in Kuta for Christmas and there is a bar called the Secret Garden Inn which does an English Christmas dinner for 100,000 Rupiah, which is about 10 dollars so we'll probably book that.
That's another thing, Bali is so ridiculously, ridiculously cheap, especially compared to Australia where we were shedding money by the minute - here you can get a delicious meal of pad thai or nasi goreng and a bottle of Bintang beer or Bali Hai for about one pound fifty! And I've never had so many yummy fruit juices and noodles and prawn crackers (they even eat them for breakfast out here). If you ask for a pineapple juice they don't go to a carton and pour it out, they pick up a pineapple and stick it in a juicer. Anyway, we're off to spend our last day in Kuta on the beach and catch some waves with our body board. Byesy bye...
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