After millions and millions of words and boring the sheep, the rabbits and all the living beasties we approach the end of the Singapobalinese story. For the last working day of our holidays we had hired a tour (a tour for only the two of us, all day with driver and food included for around 85 euros, we were so rich in this country…). The reason we chose this tour is that it had it all. The royal family’s temple, the…
For our last two days in Bali we had tons of plans (the rush at the end, when you think that you’re leaving Bali and you’ll need another seven years to start to know it a little) so for both days we hired a driver to help us in our adventures. And I feel a little bad again because I remember their faces but not their names. Ah well, it’s their fault for not being called Juan or Pepe, which…
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! That’s the shout of happiness that I let out because I remembered that we’d finally left Kuta, not before confirming that the only bad part of our marvellous hotel was the impossibility of moving around without a wheeled motor vehicle, as we checked on going to the cash machine that morning. We went calmly walking by the pavement (or the available equivalent, that wasflagstones heaped up but never placed…) when we noticed that this also wasn’t a safe space…
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In the previous post I said that this was an empty day, and it’s true because it’s difficult to make plans with the tranquility that these people have (and I say tranquility as a euphemism for having ‘square balls’ and ‘instead of blood, horchata’… Translator’s Note: Spanish idioms meaning being very slow and lazy to act, with no sense of urgency). Supposedly we had to take the return boat at 10:15 so after the succulent breakfast that I already described…
I have started to write this while I listen to a playlist of ‘Two Steps from Hell‘, I warn you just in-case during my story I suddenly lose my head and start to fly and defeat dragons. The thing is that with this epic music telling reality seems a little bland: that we went from Kuta to Serangan with sleep in our eyes to wait for a boat that (oh, what a surprise) set sail late… that with the sleep…
For the second week of our Asian voyage we decided to explore the continent a little more and visit one of the nearby countries, but none was the size of Singapore, tiny and manageable for a week (except Brunei but I didn’t know of its existence yet), so we decided to focus on one island and nothing more and we chose Bali. My criteria were the size, proximity to Singapore, and the balance between culture and tropical paradise. Fergus’ criteria…