It was a little harrowing getting into the country, as I had to bribe the official to put the visa on the blank page of the back of my passport, as I had run out of blank visa pages. So after my first attempt failed (I didn't know the technique of hiding the money in a piece of paper), and I was escorted to another office, my second attempt, with double the original amount, got me through the doors.
Statue at the entrance to my losmen (guesthouse)
After searching and searching and only finding fancy places to stay, I finally found this sweet little losmen - only three rooms.
After searching and searching and only finding fancy places to stay, I finally found this sweet little losmen - only three rooms.
Here is my first impression list of differences between India and Bali: no litter, no horns, no cow poop, no men peeing everywhere, no sewer smell, no yelling, no loud music at 6AM, no crazy driving, I can wear clothing appropriate to the hot weather - shorts, there is a lot more exposed skin here, there is the smell of clove cigarettes everywhere, the foreigners here are different - more Australian vacationers and less long-term travelers. I have to say, I miss the chaos of India.
Balinese temple
Inside the temple
You'll probably remember Murni's Warung from your earlier trip - it's still there and excellent.
ReplyDeleteTry their rambutan and lime juice - fantastic - and now in season. Interesting guy called Peter who hangs out in the Lounge Bar.
John