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... HKN of the trip.
Here I'd like to address a travel tip. Don't bring your wallet around with you. I travel with a wallet containing my ID, credit and bank cards and cash. But it rarely leaves my room. I keep it either hidden deep in my bag or often I actually slide it under my mattress. I only take it out when moving from one place to another or when I need to withdraw money. Especially during a night out where your brain function probably won't be 100%. ...
... RTC, which he drove us to. We quickly found what we needed and headed back to the hotel. After a bit more rest we headed out for dinner at the Night market, the foodmarket the locals go to, which is a produce market during the days. The food was excellent and cheap, although we worried our favorite helpful receptionist Dharma as he was afraid that our western stomachs could not take the local cuisine.
As soon as I felt strong enough I hired a taxi to drive to the east coast village of Candidasa.
It is a small tourist town with lots of places to stay in along the edge of the sea.
I moved into a place called Puri Pandan and was very pleased with its very pretty bungalows and gardens with a short walk to the restaurant that looks out over the sea.
Being still quite weak the staff brought my meals to me for the first day.
The next day I heard load thumping ...
... the water were steep and you had to cross through a small canyon to reach the white sand. Once we were down there, the rocks opened up into a very beautiful beach guarded by bluffs on each side. There were some people there but not too much. Te water was clear! Most of the time at Kuta you can't see through the water as each wave turns up a plume of sand. However, at padangpadang one could actually see the bottom! Also, fun fact: apparently this was the beach in Eat Pray ...
... makeshift ladder made from 2x2s. He was justifiably ****** off and let us know. We pressed on, alarming a lady who had a basket of clothes on her head that was just entering the alley. At the end of the line, we broke into traffic that had to come to a halt for us to join there formerly marry way.
We arrived at Sayang Maha Mertha, the place Marty and I took residence the time before. There were people ahead of us in line to ...