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After months of sweat and toil at our sad little cubicles, we went for a long-awaited holiday in Bali to celebrate Kevin (husband) and Ada's (best friend) birthday in October. We have decided to go on this trip for about six months, so we were quite psyched when the long weekend finally came. Kevin and I have visited Bali before, but returning in a …
... stay later in the trip. They are all a bit more off the beaten track with lovely cliff top views.
Our neighbours for the last couple of days were an Ozzy and Canadian. Predictably, drinking followed until the wee hours.
Marc has just bought his board from a cafe on Balangan beach. 6'6" of yellow perfection. Little did he realise at this proud man moment ...
... I don't know.
I drove all around yesterday, getting lost on tiny roads, bumping over stones on dirt tracks, passing cows and children and brushfires all along. I found a beach called Bingin, where a friend of a friend is staying. I paid 50 cents to park my scooter at some beach. I spent some time in the sun and in lots of little convenience stores buying water. I'm drinking about a gallon of water a day and it still doesn't feel like enough. ...
... If I don't meet amazing people like I did the last time, that's OK, too.
I want to surf. I want to think about my future. I want to write this blog. I want to fill up with the magic and beauty of Bali.
Are these expectations? Goals? Will they hurt or hamper my trip?
I'm not sure, but I do know it's time for another surf. As far as that "expectation," I guess that as long as I don't expect it to be epic every day, I'll be OK.
... But the shopping is fantastic and I have a lot of **** to buy for people.
Of course, I got lost on the way to Kuta, somehow ate **** on a rain-slicked street. I was going about 15-20, hit the brake, and the bike just slid out. And there I was, sliding on my hip along the street. I jumped up, brushed myself off, and was amazed I had just a tiny scratch on my knee. And I was in boardshorts (stupid, I know).
God helps fools and drunks, and I'm a fool for ...