Till we meet again

An alternative to a morning of tanning would be a wild ride down the rapids of Rendang. So wild, the strap of my black spag snapped.

White Water Rafting

And of course a ride that wild had to be followed with an afternoon of self pamper. It began with mani and pedi along the Kuta stretch, and ended off with the hot stone massage at the Febri's Spa (If my memory doesnt fail me).

Just before we bade farewell, we found time to linger by the beach for a while longer, grabbing that last satay and avocado milkshake.

And thats the last of Bali.

Bali Bites

The best view of Mount Batur is not 1000+m above sea level where most tour buses will drop you at. Rather, its found at the foot of the still active volcano, by Lake Batur.

Mount Batur in the far distance

And the Kedisan Floating Restaurant is just the best place to enjoy this stunning lake side view of the volcano.

Kedisan Floating Restaurant

With our chair turned towards Lake Batur and a glass of chilled avocado milk shake in hand, it was a perfect moment. Everything was right in place, the view, the company and the symphony of gentle ripples lapping against the platform

Us and our driver

Thats Shuaz on the far left, our very shy driver for the day. You can find him on my facebook if you need a guide in bali, he will take really good care of you.

And that wonderful man in red taught me to play that (:

And for dinner, we went to Bianco Restaurant upon Shuaz's very good recommendation. They serve a mix of traditional Indonesian fare and fusion food, but I was won over instead by the white colonial-esque feel of Bianco.

Bianco

Retreat for the soul

So I suppose there must be life after China. The traveling cant stop! From China, I moved on to Bali, a short retreat for the slightly damaged soul.


The bad thing about blogging about a trip 7 months later is you forget the places you visited, the food you ate and the people you met along the trip. And I forgot the name of the hotel we stayed in. It was a pretty decent place, close to the airport (at Kuta, if I am not wrong) and that shopping street which i obviously have forgotten about too.

Dinner at Jimbaran Beach

On our first night, we rode out to Jimbaran bay, where much of Bali's best seafood places are. No recommendations were made, so we walked into a random restaurant. We sat by the beach, peeling our prawns whilst being serenaded by the buskers in red.


Much of the sights in Bali are over rated. A good example, the Monkey Forest. All there is are monkeys lazing around.

Monkey Forest

And when they are not in the horizontal position, they stand upright clawing your bag for treats. The most daring of them climb on your shoulders, making themselves comfortable.


Half an hour later, me and van were running out of the forest. Not a fan of monkeys.

A trip to bali is not complete without a visit to the Ubud Rice Terrace. We watched the farmers work the fields, and then we went our way.

Rice Terrace

And I know I should really change the shout out on the right. I will, I will.