The Guide That Wouldn't Leave
Trip Start May 11, 2005
320Trip End Ongoing
He took us to an airline office in the morning so we could book tickets. No planes till the next day so we were stuck. We decided to take a motorbike to the nearby mountain of Kelimatu which has 3 crater lakes that change colour every few years depending on the mineral layer exposed to the water at that time. The ride was gorgeous although a little potholey. Everyone we passed waved furiously and were all friendly. You can take a bike up to the top and just walk 30 mins to see the view and the lakes. A fat, gay man who's had a heart attack could have done it (not that I know anyone like that....) It was our laziest hike yet, but the view was great and we were all alone. We ate in the nearby town of Moni where I had to show the owner how to make a milkshake and explain that spaghetti bolognaise has meat in it. By the end of the day our bums were sore from sitting on a bike for hours.
We ate with the guide and the French people this night and decided to have an early one. We had declined an offer to go to the bar with the guide but hours later after Ben was asleep and I was reading he came and knocked on our door for around 10 mins
We were very happy to be getting on a plane as there's not a lot to do in Ende. I was really scared about how small the plane would be, but it was actually a small jet - a focker and we were served cake. We skipped over Indonesia and bounced around over the clouds. The clouds were massive and hurtling up in the sky above us. How do you fly a plane straight when the nose is dancing all over the place? I thought we were going to come down for sure. We landed safely in Bali and found out we could take a ferry to Lombok that night as they run 24 hours. Our travel day was long. A kid puked all over himself in one of the vans from the airport. We had to take 3 and the ferry ride was 5 hours. We got into Lombok around midnight and exhausted. On the ferry we had sat in the VIP compartment where you can sleep on the ground. Luckily we found a guesthouse that was open that late and got a lovely little room. The next morning we found a van that could take us straight to Senggegi which is only 1-2 hours North of the port. We arrived in time for Ramadam which meant that local muslims didn't sell food during the day. That was ok though because I planned on using my room in the Sheraton for everything even eating.