For the longest time I have been trying to upload pictures to my Facebook account without success. However, you can view all the pictures from my trip here. So with that out of the way, let’s begin the recap.
The Hong Kong Airport
I arrived in Bali after a night in the Hong Kong airport. I had a layover in Hong Kong for 12 hours, so I just hung around the airport until then since trains off the island had stop running by this time. It wasn’t that bad sleeping in the airport terminal. The airport is quite huge and once the stores open there’s lots of shopping opportunities to pass the time.
Outside the airport. It had just stopped raining and was a bit on the humid side, but that’s to be expected.
I discovered a Popeye’s Chicken joint and had to buy myself a biscuit 20 minutes before boarding the plane, but of course there was a line-up! There’s always some family with too many kids ahead of the line! I haven’t had Popeye’s since I was living in Canada so it was crucial to have a biscuit.
Arriving in Bali
Immigration at Denpasar airport in Bali is a mess. Be sure to bring extra money for airport taxes and your visa. Same goes for your departure. The lines are needlessly long and I’m sure there’s a better way of organizing entrants, which has yet to be discovered.
I stayed at the Hotel Miki. It was a pretty nice and inexpensive place, drawback being it’s aways from Kuta beach, but a relaxing diversion from the sometimes noisy tourist spots.
What I Did
I arrived in the afternoon and took a taxi to the beach. My friend Ricky hadn’t arrived yet so I had hours to explore on my own. I found myself walking the beach when this guy approaches me. Of course, I’m kind of standoffish, I mean “I don’t know you!” I’m thinking. But despite all else I agree to let him show me around Kuta, on this motorbike no less! Apparently, he works at one of the local bars, which I later visited with Ricky and watched men in drag performing diva hits!
Somewhere north of Kuta Beach at dusk.
Legian Street off Kuta beach at the 2002 Bali Bombing Memorial
I managed to hit in some tanning time on the beach and managed to get my watch repaired after many months. Did some window shopping and sampled the local cuisine. The typical touristy stuff. I even got a Balinese body massage!
Later in Bali
There are many sides to Bali. Ricky recommended we head to Ubud to see the Sacred Monkey Forest. Ubud is a more relaxed town in comparison to Kuta. It was a welcome change especially after having old Balinese ladies push me to buy sarongs all day while in Kuta.
At one of the entrances to the Monkey Forest
Someone gave this monkey a water bottle. It was amusing to see him try and open the thing.
The Monkey Forest is a must see. Some of those monkeys go nuts for the bananas! The monkeys were EVERYWHERE! I thought I might step on one by accident. On the way to Ubud I got to visit a coffee tasting villa and even got to see a traditional Balinese village and Balinese temple.
Along the main street in Ubud.
Me roasting coffee beans at the villa. It smelled like Sugar Crisp cereal!
At a traditional Balinese village site.
Offerings are often found around the entraces of stores and homes to ward of demons.
Walking around the traditional village.
At the Balinese Temple Desa Adat Batuan
Me and an elephant statue.
Me doing as the locals might.
Exploring the grounds of the temple.
Outside of Ubud along the rice paddies.
One of the many sarongs I didn’t want to purchase.
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