Dark clouds all around lightning rain pourin' down

Trip Start Nov 01, 2007
Trip End Feb 22, 2008

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Thursday, January 3, 2008

Shoutout to Isaac Hanson for that great lyric providing the title to this entry.

We've just arrived in Bali. The flight from KL was pretty bumpy (due to the dark clouds all around), and I got stuck sitting beside a new type of traveler we've identified as the Agitated Smoker, the types who yearn for a cigarette so badly that they fidget constantly and chatter on endlessly to try to distract themselves, regardless of how much I want to sleeeeep. Michelle was entertained for the entire flight by an adorable Malaysian bebe, fortunately well-behaved. The airport in Denpasar was not as chaotic as we had expected, though it was no KLIA, which was the best airport ever. Apparently, this airport has even won prestigious airport awards! Whoever gives out these awards has: a) the weirdest job ever and b) great taste in airports.

ANYWAY, we got to Bali's main beach, and we're staying in a hilariously sketchy place. You have to turn the key around twice to get the thin wooden door to lock, and flick the bathroom light on and off six times rapidly in order to turn it on. The shower is basically a faucet sticking out of the wall, which reminds me of good old Bigote, Peru, only this one's water pressure is more like a high-powered garden hose. The walls are alarmingly dirty, the kind that make you wonder, how did the dirt get WAY UP THERE...? And there's a freaky broken armoire (probably houses a Boggart) with graffiti inside that reads "Sink is leaky". Uh, thank you for the heads up, "Siam '07".

So we went for a walk on the beach (still in our airplane clothes, BAD CALL) and got so soaked and salty that we had to run back to our room for a shower, by which I mean a hose-down. We found it's more of a surfing beach than a swimming beach, as the waves are massive and the beach itself is super-busy and cluttered with boards and other surfer paraphernalia. We're planning on finding a more relaxed beach tomorrow, perhaps with smaller surf, so we don't die, or embarrass ourselves too much. More updates later on, once we figure out what the deal is with this crazy island, and whether or not "Syndicate" is indeed the "illest superlounge in Bali", as advertised on this flyer I just found at the internet cafe.
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