Nov 18 Lovina
Our diving came with dolphin watching. We were on the beach at 6 am and in a little
pontoon canoe boat right after with a Canadian couple Jenn and Mick. We chatted all the way out about travel and
clean eating. Dolphin watching was not
as any of us had envisioned it. There
were at least 50 of these small craft out on the water. Any time dolphins were spotted, every boat
full of tourists raced over to the pod and nearly ran them over, scaring them
underwater and away. It was
ridiculous. Mick was particularly upset
by it, saying it was cruel. Finally, on
the way back we came across three dolphins all on their own. They were right by the boat and no other
boats were around. That was lovely!
Back at the hotel, we were fed breakfast then loaded into a
bus bound for a “5-star PADI” dive company’s shop. Definitely not 5 stars. The equipment was well-used, but we can deal
with that. There were 2 snokelers, a
slovenly middle-aged Italian dude and his Philipina girlfriend who couldn’t
have been older than I am. Also in the
group were a couple from Switzerland Jasmin and Peter. They were on a six month holiday traveling
Asia having spent 5 years building their own company. Good for them!
An hour or so later, we made it to the dive site. We crowded into a little boat with a couple
of Danish surfers who were also snorkeling.
The water was gorgeous, that stunning turquoise gradient that makes all
the pictures look photo-shopped. Both
dives were amazing! There were more
types of fish and coral in one section than I have ever seen in my life. I saw huge schools of fish mingled with
schools of larger fish. The coral was
gorgeous! I couldn’t believe all the
different kinds. It was wonderful, like
swimming in an expensive aquarium. Peter
was kind enough to share his pictures with us.
The hotel was kind enough to book us a ride to Kuta with
their car and a driver. It was not
inexpensive. We paid much more than we
wanted to, but they’d been kind to us.
We were served Jaffles (pronounced waffles) for breakfast. What we were served was white bread with
fruit in it that had been pressed in one of those sandwich grills that seals
off the edges and removed the crust. Since
it fit the vegan and sugar free (ish) categories, it was probably the closest of
our breakfasts to being in our diets.
The driver took us first to a Buddhist monastery where we walked around very quietly then up to the hot springs where we took a
short dip and were introduced to his wife and sister who sell sarongs and other souvenirs there. He was rather
disappointed that we didn't buy anything.
However, on the way out, there was a woman selling purple sweet potatoes
wrapped in palm leaves. We weren't missing out on those for anything. I
love purple sweet potatoes! I ate them
all the time in Hawaii. I also approved
of the packaging. One thing I hadn't mentioned to this point is there is garbage everywhere. This is fairly typical of a third world
country. When you have to buy bottled water
a couple times a day, you wonder where the plastic ends up. Indonesia burns it, it turns out. Agh!
So we avoided plastic wherever possible.
After the hot spring, we were driven to a waterfall. For $0.50 each we could hike down and back up
to see it. Of course the guy collecting
the money is at the bottom of the hill with no sign at the top for warning. Hope you remembered your wallet! The waterfall was huge and gorgeous. The mist made it hard to take clear pictures
and soaked our clothes in seconds. We
watched a bunch of girls freezing in their bikinis pose for a lot more photos
than I would have had the patience for.
At this point, we were up in the mountains. It was no longer hot and oppressive but
blessedly cool and beautiful. We stopped
for a view on the side of the road and ended up feeding papaya to a bunch of
fruit bats someone had turned into a tourist attraction. They are ridiculously cute creatures, willing
to chew a chunk of papaya as big as their heads while begging for more. The male had squirreled (heehee) a strawberry
away under his wing. There were other
animals as well, a huge snake, an iguana, chameleons, but the bats stole the
show.
The bats had us in full smiles. The next stop was the Temple by the Lake. I’m sure it had a name, but I don’t recall it. It was beautiful and serene on a well-manicured estate of lakefront property. We took a nice stroll around. I used my sarong as a wrap since I was chilly for the first and only time on the Island.
Next we drove to the Temple by the Sea, Tanah Lot. This is a very famous place. It was extremely crowded. We paid our fee and walked through a gauntlet
of shops selling all the same things we had already seen. Finally we made it to the shore and temple. It was very cool, standing out on a rock
fifteen feet off shore. We waded over
and were told we had to be blessed by the monks before entering. We did their silly ritual of drinking holy
water and having rice smeared on our heads, then declined a donation as we had
already paid an entrance fee. As we
walked up the stairs to the temple, we realized it was blocked. No one was allowed to actually go see
it. We walked down the beach and took a picture,
but were rather disappointed.
Finally the driver dropped us off at a hotel in Legian, near
Kuta. It cost $60 per night for a room
which was more than we paid for any other room the whole trip. The room was okay, but the resort was right on
the water and had a breakfast buffet as well as swimming pools. We grabbed some food up the road and wandered
down the beach a few miles checking out all the oceanfront bars, fire dancers,
and even a fisherman. The beach was
ours. Low season is awesome!
Nov 20 – Legian to Taipei.
It dawned bright and beautiful, so we ran to the beach,
famous for its waves, and played in the rough waters. Once decided I had drunk enough salt water,
we went straight to the breakfast buffet, dripping wet. We ate as much toast, fruit and grilled
tomatoes as our stomachs could hold. To
top it all off, we jumped in the pool before heading back to pack up.
We had a bit of time after checkout to entertain ourselves
before flying. I decided I wanted to
have a proper pedicure, so we went searching.
We found a little salon a few blocks away that didn’t have ridiculous
prices or look sketchy. We chose 1 hour
foot massages and pedicures. It was
lovely. The girl working on my awful
feet told me all about her life. It was
a sad story, but she’s making it happen.
Mike enjoyed his first pedicure, but regretfully declined letting the girl
paint his toes a perky shade of pink.
We negotiated a cab to the airport and made it with plenty
of time to spare. However, when we got
through security, they wanted $20 each to leave the country. What?
I’ve never had to pay to enter and pay to leave before. Not happy.
The airport had very few sitting areas and made us wait to go to our gate
until 15 minutes before boarding time.
Finally we took our seats on a fairly empty flight and headed to our
next adventure in Taiwan.
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