The Chillhouse - Bali Surf And Bike Retreats
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Minbar in room
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
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... spend the money. But once I got to Canggu and realized how limited my sightseeing ability was, I decided it was necessary. I wasn't going to come all the way here and not see any more of Bali than the street my hotel is on and my trip this morning with Shirley... So anyway, I'm excited!
Unfortunate story from this afternoon:
So the other day I got some food for my room, some assorted breakfast things and snacks. I've been trying to ...
... shut for most of it. It was raining heavily and although Steve's helmet had a visor, mine didn't, so with sun tan lotion running in my eyes, it was just easier not to look. We arrived home about 8 hours after setting out, disappointed about not getting in for a surf, but fairly glad to be in one piece with an intact moped. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" Steve asked. "Anything but go on that bloody moped again," I ...
... literally that: a forest in the middle of the city, home to three temples and hundreds of macaques that entertain us by climbing on bags, heads, legs and jumping all around us, in hope of stealing a banana (or your wallet). It was a nice visit and the somewhat unpredictable behaviour of these monkeys keeps us on our toes. We witness a tourist getting bitten by one just because it was standing between a mummy and a baby (tetanus shot anyone?) so it can be a ...
... up (after booking the driver to take us to the airport in a few days- when you find a reliable driver in Bali, you keep him!). Turns out they were laying the road with concrete. No worries, the workers just did it all with no shoes on. Us in flip flops meant we were flicking concrete up the backs of our legs and so were filthy by the time we arrived. It was raining. We had to go to the supermarket to stock up on food otherwise we'd have nothing to eat the whole of ...
... a seat in the back to wait my turn. While browsing the price sheet, a man walked in. He was tall, with long greasy, stringy gray hair, a Harley sleeveless t-shirt, dirty faded jeans and thick black army boots. "Hi, girls!", he called out in a loud southern American accent when he entered, covering every employee with his sleazy look. “Did you girls like your Christmas presents?”, he asked, touching one of the women too familiarly on ...