Surfing Kuta

Trip Start Jul 18, 2004
Trip End Aug 16, 2004

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Wednesday, August 4, 2004

Kuta, Kuta was really great. It had been pretty cold and damp in Tetebatu and the people rather agressive. But here, sun, sun, sun and funny people. We stayed in a cool guesthouse with a cool family. The boys seemed to have nothing else in mind than surfing. Kuta Lombok is very different from its Bali namesake, but they doi have in common that they're good surf spots. Almost everybody is a surfer here and Thomas got pityful looks when he said that he was "only a beginner".
We rented a motorbike over the 6 days we spent there, exploring the area: wonderful empty beaches, palm tree plantations, pot hole dirt roads, traditional Sasak villages, water bufallos, and always friendly people smiling and waving as we were passing by.\
Thomas tried his bit of surfing (more or less succesfully) while Rebecca was lazy on the white Tanjung Aan beach.
In the evening, we ate huge amounts of seafood, grilled fish and prawn, and listened t o the frequent (more or less good) live music. Accompanied by huge quantities of local spirit and Bintang beer.
Yes, it was quite a relaxed time.
On our last day, we went back to Tetebatu because they had told us there, that on the 10th of August, traditional stick fighting would take place. We searched, but didn't find. We asked at the restaurant in Tetebatu first. There, they sent us to Masbagik where we inquired in an "Apotik". This guy sent us to the next village, with a letter, to see the mayor who was supposed to know something. In that village, we endet up eating lunch at the mayor's house (very hot Jackfruit curry), waiting for him to wake up. In the end, they told us that there was no stick fighting today, so we just thanked them for their hospitality and applied plan B: we went to the far East coast, saw Sumbawa island and then went down the coast to the South. In a small fishing village, we had another lunch, Nasi Campur (rice with everything, very hot) in a small restaurant. Half of the vilagge's kids watched the strange white people with the big noses eat, while the other half of them played on their motorbike.
That was a pretty cool day, although nothing had really worked out as planned, but we had met nice people and seen a lot of the "real" Lombok.

Saying goodbye to Kuta wasn't easy, we had had such a great time there.

From Kuta, we went back to the capital, Mataram.
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