Padang Bai - Ubud and around
Trip Start Apr 10, 2006
55Trip End ??? ??, 2007
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After four days of luxury and decadence in the Melia Bali it was back on the road. There's no public transport in Nusa Dua (as the area is basicly purpose built for wealthy tourists) so there was no option but to fork out for a hotel taxi to Denpasar, from where we could pick up a bemo to Padang Bai...
Our first bemo experience was a steep learning curve. We were expecting the equivalent of a small bus which we could just jump on and pay the fair to take us along its pre planned route. We quickly realised that if you are the first people in the bemo you are effectively chartering it to take you exactly where you want. From this point you have to negotiate a price accordingly, of course starting with a ridiculous offer from the driver
We reached Padang Bai without too much of a dent to the wallet and checked into some guesthouse run by some guy touting at the bemo stand, a pretty standard place at a pretty standard price. Padang Bai is a small fishing town which has developed into a reasonable backpacker spot because it is also the port of the ferries to Lombok...
We were unfortunate enough to be situated in the room next to an Austrailian woman whose name i will omit for now as i can't remember if i gave her this web address of not (you know who you are though!). I have nothing against the Austrailians, it's just this one particular woman was really annoying and we couldn't shake her off for the rest of our stay
So anywho, the next day we spent the morning snorkeling in the near by 'Blue lagoon' and the afternoon drinking. A few beers down, i managed to sign myself up to going out on a local fishing boat at 4.30 the next morning with a local fisherman and a couple of German guys intent on catching a shark
...i got up the next morning surprisingly easily considering the hour and the previous days bin tang consumption. It was cloudy and with no moon light it was literally pitch black outside. I stumbled down to the beach and found my fellow fishermen ready to go...
...half an hour out into the middle of the ocean the sea began to get rough, it was still pitch black and it started to piss with rain. I did wonder for a while what i was doing out in the middle of the ocean at stupid o'clock in the morning, pitch black and chucking it down, with a hangover and a couple of slightly crazy Germans bent on shark hunting. But there i was so i just had to bear it until the sun came up and it stopped raining and we could warm up and start fishing. On the plus side the heavy rain showed off the fosference in the water...
...we didn't catch much, just about 30 mackerel, (apparently the locals sometimes catch hundreds in one morning) but it was easily enough to go back and cook some up on the bbq on the beach, which was all i was worried about
The two German guys weren't so satisfied however and persuaded the local fisherman to take them out shark fishing the following morning. I later learned that they went out two more time but din't catch any shark. (Other boats were coming in with 2 meter+ sharks on board though.)
The fisherman we went out with that morning turned out to be a bit of a jack of all trades...