Bali II

Walking the streets of Bali – Beep, beep. “Hey boss, want nice massage”? “No, thanks”. “Hey mister, want nice girl maybe?” “No, thanks”. Then the ones I like best. A guy rides up on his motor bike – “Hey boss, want some Viagra”? “No thanks”. Next guy on a motor bike – “Hey boss, want some Cialis maybe? extra strong”? “No thanks”. Beep, beep. This occurs many times a day, every day. Beep, beep.

Jumped into a cab with Rudy, the driver. He didn’t speak much English, and well, you know how much Indonesian I speak, so it was a quiet trip, except for our coughs – we both had good ones – think he won the competition. Lot’s of mind-blowing sights along the way to Tanah Lot, a Balinese Hindu temple, up the west coast from where I’m staying. Some of the sights along the way.

big smile in the next frame - didn't catch it

big smile in the next frame – didn’t catch it

Riding along in the cab for ages/kilometres. You look down at the metre. It reads R19,850 and you think “holy crap”, then you remember that’s about $1.98! Drive on Rudy.

Rudy's leprechaun - a message for me?

Rudy’s leprechaun – a message for me?

Petrol station for motor bikes – Absolut vodka bottles are popular.

bottles of petrol, not urine

bottles of petrol, not urine

4 bedroom villa with pool ~$1,200 a month

4 bedroom villa with pool ~$1,200 a month

The road to Tanah Lot Temple is lined with junk. “Hello papa”. Shop, shop – “no thanks”.

the way into Tanah Lot Temple

the way into Tanah Lot Temple

There was a school trip on, ~100 kids in uniform with their teachers. They all headed into the temple for something special – don’t know what – we tourists weren’t allowed inside. Kids were fun – giggling “Halo, halo” to me all over the place, thinking “look at the funny white geezer in baggy shorts”.

Reminds me of Billy Connolly’s advice on staying looking young – “whatever you do, don’t walk around in baggy-ass pants – so better get me some new tight ones?

Balinese school kids on an outing - joking, laughing

Balinese school kids on an outing – joking, laughing

Little girls are the same everywhere – arm-in-arm giggling and singing – brings hope to your day.

Balinese school girls, singing as they go ...

Balinese school girls, singing as they go …

Think this is the main temple (other small prayer spots around – BTW, got in and out without catching anything, far as I can tell). There wasn’t anything to read and haven’t checked on the internet yet. Zoom in on the cave – to pass the guy with the bamboo pole on the left, you had to enter the cave, wash your hands 3 times in small spring, wash you face, drink a little, then they stuck some rice on your forehead and placed a lotus flower behind your left ear (jeeze did I look good) – free to enter.

Tanah Lot Temple, surrounded by water at high tide

Tanah Lot Temple, surrounded by water at high tide

Some ‘obligatory’ water shots.

north west along the coast of Bali at Tanah Lot

north-west along the coast of Bali at Tanah Lot

waves crashing, without end, on the shore

waves crashing, without end, on the shore

... listen Kuta, I've got the perfect spot for a temple - 1,000 years from now the tourists will flock to this ...

… listen Kuta, I’ve got the perfect spot for a temple – 1,000 years from now the tourists will flock to this …

Rented a lounge chair and umbrella on the beach for $4 yesterday – it’s yours for the day. Along came a guy wanting to sell me flip-flops/thongs. The automatic “no thanks”. Then I realized he couldn’t talk. We sort of communicated by waving hands. We shook hands in the way they do it – the western way combined with a sort of flip-up grasping thumbs. He noticed my IPOD, pointed to it and touched it and so I showed it to him – guess he hadn’t seen one before?? He sat down with me on the end of my lounge. I put the earpieces to his ears so he could hear Bob Marley (perfect for the beach mon). Then he made me understand that he was also deaf. WTF!!! He sat with me a while. We didn’t wave hands. We just sat and gazed at the beach, the bodies on lounges, the sky, the sea …. after a time he got up, signaled with his hands, smiled and walked off. Gotta start taking pictures of the people. Here’s my piece of North Kuta Beach on a cloudy afternoon.

Bintang ~$2, the Bud of Bali

Bintang ~$2, the Bud of Bali

Today, I look out the window and it’s raining. But, it’s the dry season here in Bali – same like Darwin (you start to talk like the locals after a short time – same, same). A Balinese was complaining to me about the crazy weather – ain’t it so everywhere?

The Balinese people are wonderful – kind, gentle, helpful. Their smiles could thaw the coldest heart. Sure, there are those who want your money, but hey, wouldn’t you like my money? I’d be happy to have yours. Eka, the sweetest, most charming young woman, gave me some tips this morning and said “don’t hesitate to ask if I can do anything during your visit to help you” – she’s one of the staff clearing tables. You know the offer comes from her heart and she speaks with such enthusiasm about her homeland.

Off to Ubud at 7AM tomorrow on the back of Eka’s (this one’s a guy) motor bike. More to come from Bali.

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About durhamgjvoyageur

Retired guy, travelling and enjoying our amazing world!
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7 Responses to Bali II

  1. Nickie Gormley says:

    Hi Dad, Thanks for the update. Gave us lots of laughs! Sounds like you’re having a fun and interesting time. Love N x

  2. Beth Madden says:

    We love receiving your updates, thanks so much! It’s almost like being there.we are glad the time in Bali is so interesting for you, Ian and Beth

  3. nancy says:

    yes this is another great one – more more! love nancy

  4. Sue says:

    I find myself in stitches here laughing as well as in awe at the scenery and descriptions – love your stories
    xxoo

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