Tata bali xx

We have been disgusting with regards to updating the blog. We are currently sitting on the floor in Bali airport just chilling, you know, in true African style. Myself and Lindsay are now officially the biggest freaks in the place because we have not only set up camp outside a duty free shop where there is a hamster offering massages to every passer by but we are now the proud owners of neck pillows. I think mine will get used more as an accessory than for its actual purpose. I am not joking, an Australian just came past with a small suitcase attached to a leash, and his son was riding on it. They never fail to entertain.

Now lets rewind to Gili Air. The most amazing place in the world, Linds and myself are seriously considering running away, buying a plot of land and opening a little bar on the beachfront. Our time on the island was spent lounging about on the beach, riding bicycles and soaking up all the sunshine. We also went diving, definitely a highlight for all of us. Lindsay’s friend Nick is a diving instructor working on the island and he took us. Had such a great time hanging out with him and hearing all his stories about the Island and diving in general. So we went for our intro dive, we watched 2 videos that we are pretty sure scares people into never wanting to go ankle deep into the sea, let alone go for a dive. We then had some paper work to fill out and after that the fun began. In between Brandon not fitting his bintang beer boep into his wetsuit and Stephan putting his on the wrong way round TWICE we were kept entertained. We were taught how to flush our masks, how to adjust our buoyancy and what to do incase our regulator came out. After lunch our new skills were put to the test. I was extremely nervous and Nicks friend who came with to assist him on the dive needed to calm me down and help me slow my breathing. After getting over the claustrophobic feeling of the tank being strapped to my back, I had time to just take in everything I was seeing. It was such an amazing sight and we were all extremely chuffed when we saw 3 massive turtles sleeping on a reef. We were able to get so close to the fish and coral reefs, It was just breathtaking. We also saw lion fish and all sorts of other things down there. The boys ran out of oxygen before us so we got a little more dive time than they did.

Linds and Nick before the dive

Our last full day on the island was such a typical holiday sun, sand and a lot of laughs. We also managed to ride our bikes around the island, it sounds very chilled and laid back, but hiring them was actually very difficult, we all had to hire bikes from different places as the island was very busy. Lindsay definitely had the coolest bike, baby seat on the back included. Unfortunately there were no small children wondering the streets for us to “surprise babysit” so Lindsays bag got shotgun instead.

Linds and Sam 

After our little bike ride round the island we found an awesome restaurant on the beach where we just chilled out and enjoyed each other’s company. One thing we found extremely entertaining throughout the duration of our stay on both Islands was watching real chinas snorkeling in the shallows with lifejackets, you know, incase they drown in the 30cm water without any waves, but im pretty sure I got more laughs from the others when I decided to rent a mask and snorkel and go on my own underwater adventure. I was overjoyed when Linds decided to join me after I kept saying how many fish there were. We actually had such a stunning time and even saw our first stingray. During all the excitement we managed to develop our own language by speaking and screaming into the snorkel. This language was accompanied by violent pointing and splashing, as our new language was not effective at all.

After this we went to find Legend Bar, as we were told it was the best place to see the sunset from. We found it and quickly got onto the beach and in the water to take pictures and drink our bintangs. We decided we were going to go back to our room, which all 5 of us were living in, to get ready, go out for dinner and then return for a little bit of a party. After dinner we were all just so buggered that we called it a night, Stephan had other ideas and ended up storming into the room at about 2:30 am. As we were all awake he told us about his night saying, “The music was shit, but it was cool because that guy was there, and the other guy, there was another guy there, a whole bunch of girls and some more guys”. After this extremely detailed description of his night out he went to bed, and so did we.

We woke up the following morning feeling as fresh as you can when you are sleeping on crappy mattresses in a room as hot as a fiery pit of doom, ready to scoff breakfast and rush to catch a boat to Lombok. Lindsay and Stephan left the hotel first as Linds wanted to say cheers to Nick, and Stephan needed to check us in. Brandon had his sights set on the many horse pulled carts that is used as a form of transportation on both of the islands we visited and decided he was not going to carry his bags all the way to the port. So Sammy and myself jumped onto the cart, Brandon unfortunately did not take his bike back and had hatched a plan to just leave it at the hotel, without taking it back. This plan was not executed successfully as the bartender that worked at the bar situated about 15 steps away from our front door, called him out and told him to take it back. He reluctantly took it back. It was only next-door so he still got a chance to get in the cart.

When we got to Lombok we got into a taxi that took us to go see the waterfalls. By far one of the most awesome things we have done during our time on Bali. The water was cold and very refreshing and we all had a great time standing under the waterfall admiring the beauty of the area we were so blessed to be in.

The trip back to Bali can be described the following word. Frustrating. We had booked an open return ticket with a company that we couldn’t find. Making it impossible for us to get back on a boat. We had to buy new tickets, which ended up making the trip flippen expensive, which put us in a testing situation. To make the vibe in the group worse, we all ended up becoming aggravated with each other and the boat drivers when we were originally told that the boat would be leaving in the next 15 minutes, when in reality it ended up being 2 hours later.

The boat trip back was quick but painfull as Linz almost got to experience what it is like to hootch over the side of a boat. The boat was a lot more stable than any boat we had previously been on, other than the ferry of course. We also met up with 7 or 8 other students who had been on the other island. A bus ride back to Seminyak was included in the price of our boat ticket. Thank goodness, because by the time we got to Bali none of us were in a state to organize a taxi. We were all a lot happier when we finally got back to Taman Rosani and were able to have hot showers and nice clean and comfy beds to sleep in.

The following weeks mainly consisted of a lot of school work with us being expected to hand in assignments, go to classes, write an exam and do our final defense. Speaking about this is boring. So we fill focus on the highlights of our last 2 weeks on Bali. First one being Sam Peckhams 21^st birthday.

We went out to Alleycats for dinner, which was really great. Sammys birthday falls on Halloween so there were plenty crazy Australians all dressed up. I kind of wish we had done something like that, but we didn’t have money for that so we just made it a typical 21^st, lots of drinking, laughing, dancing and club hopping. Oh and all the dutchies sang about 100 birthday songs to Sammy in Alleycats. Those buggers had gees for days. We ended up in good old SkyGarden, which would later be described as “Satans Palace” by the one and only Brandon Roux.

Next was my birthday, 4 days later. We were writing an exam the day after so we moved it forward a day to let us go out for the Saturday, I wasn’t complaining. We went for dinner, just us South Africans, which I really liked because it was one of the rare moments we had to just enjoy each others company. Not hating on anyone, so no bleak vibes please. I am sure everyone can guess we then went to Alleycats, where we met Stephan and his sister. Double doubles were bought, a deck of cards came out. I got on a bus. I had my third and final birthday party on Bali. And man it was a blowout of epic proportions.

Our final days on Bali were spent with all the people we had learnt to love while studying, jolling and living with them. We all had an amazing time and met so many awesome people. We experienced a completely different culture to our own and learnt that it is good to be in new environments. It is safe to say that we all fell in love with Bali and in the end did leave with mixed emotions as we were going to have to say goodbye to our home and family that had grown on us over the past few months, but at the same time we were looking forward to our next chapter in Thailand.

Thanks to everyone who made this rollercoaster ride an unforgettable experience, we will always have the memories.

Until next time. xx

and then there were four.

On Thursday we had a school field trip to Uluwatu where we were going to watch fire dancers at sunset in a picture perfect venue. We were quite excited as it was going to be the most exciting trip were going to have other than the white river rafting.

However when we got there we were dropped off at the entrance where we waited for the other half of our group to join us, along with our lecturers. When this didn’t happen we all got over waiting and decided to go get ice cream. After returning to our drop off point, our one lecturer came to us saying that they had been waiting at the other entrance. Cool.

We received sarongs and sandwiches and headed inside, while walking to the area to watch the dance I spotted a monkey eyeing my sandwich out, refusing to be attacked like Lindsay in the monkey forest, I threw my roll into a bush and ran, at which point my flip flop broke.

So we found seats and got ready to watch fire dancers, but what we saw was not at all what we were expecting.  About 50 shirtless men came out and sat in a circle and started chanting and repeating what sounded like the words “check” and “tseck” the entire duration of the performance. There were also other dancers who told a story, luckily there was a program telling us what was happening, otherwise we would have no clue. It was interesting but it wasn’t a fire dance, in actual fact the only fire involved was the fire that was used to light us the stage area.

It was a nice experience and we all enjoyed the bit of Balinese culture we just saw but the highlight of the night for all of us was the 1hour and 45minute drive home. It was a truly unique experience as the driver insisted on driving in second gear the entire journey.

Friday was the 10 year anniversary of the Bali Bombings that happened in Kuta, where 202 people died. We decided to go check it out, which in retrospect we regret a bit as the street of Legian was like a ghost town as all the clubs had turned off the music for the duration of the memorial. There were such bleak vibes in the air and it definitely rubbed off on us.

Saturday was spent doing what we do best, vegging by the pool.

Sunday we woke up early and caught a taxi to Sanur, were we bought return boat tickets to Lembongan Island. We got there on a ferry the trip was bumpy but not as unpleasant as expected. We arrived in Lembongan and were bombarded with an offer to go snorkeling, the price was right so we accepted.

We got led down an alleyway away from the water. Slightly confusing. All of a sudden Balinese Rambo pulled up on a scooter that sounded as if it would break down any second, ripped camoflague cargo pants and mullet to boot.

Sami and Linds jumped on the back of a scooter with the guy that approached us first and I got on with Rambo. They took us through a very rural area until we eventually got to a beautiful white sand beach with crystal clear water. 

Rambo then grabbed his kid, gave us snorkeling gear and took us to his boat. We had a great time because we could get really close to the fish and coral reefs. Im not sure if we enjoyed snorkeling or taking pictures of ourselves more. Thank God for underwater cameras. Lucky for us Rambo let us do our own thing, unlike his son, Yogi, who wore a lifejacket and got tied to the boat with a piece of rope.

On our trip back to Sanur we caught a fast boat, the trip was short but extremely bumpy and unpleasant. Note to selves: take the slow boat and never drink the night before. We foresee disaster.

We got back to our hotel relatively early and seeing as we only had a fieldtrip the following morning, the party animal within convinced me to go to Alleycats with the boys. Needless to say, it wasn’t a great idea to play 1 for 1 with 5 dutch boys when drinking the infamous double doubles.

The following morning can only be described as living hell. Being stuck on another bus for a very long drive to Ubud to go visit a traditional Bali Village, to see how daily life is for the Balinese people although I am almost 100% sure that most people don’t plant rice and climb coconut trees all day. I must say that the highlight of the trip was watching a cock fight and of course seeing the reaction of some of our classmates when they saw a spider in a tree.

The rest of the week was spent working on assignments and sitting in classes. Boring. No need to elaborate on this point.

Brandon arrived in Bali yesterday and all three of us are so grateful to have a South African to hang out with and I absolutely love having my partner in crime at my side.

Gili Islands tomorrow and we are all crazy excited for this trip as we have been looking forward to it from day 1. 

Taman Rosani not Toman Rosani

Just a few highlights from our past week in Bali.

- The most exciting thing we did this week was go White Water River Rafting with everyone from varsity. This adventure was near Ubud with a company called Sobek and we really enjoyed it, besides the fact that anything outside is better than being stuck in an auditorium for hours on any day in Bali. Even though we all thought it could have been a bit more of an adrenaline rush, we took in the surroundings, quite amazed by the waterfalls and made up for the lack of excitement by screaming a bit too loudly while going through the rapids even though they werent very big. Being followed by a bunch of whooping men who thought it was too fun to splash us everytime they got close enough while singing "heyyyyy, sexy ladies, wop wop wop wop, Gangnam style", was not as entertaining as it might sound.


- Alleycats has really become our regular watering hole in Kuta where we always manage to drink too much in a short space of time before we head out to somewhere else for a party. We always manage to meet the most interesting people from all over the world and of course the "odd" australian never fails to entertain us. The latest freind we made had the words "dont judge me" tattooed on his bum, a sight we will be glad to never see again but we have a photo, so take a look!

- On Sunday we went to Uluwatu a little area with the most amazing little beach with the best waves which is lying down below and between cliff faces. To get to the beach you have to walk down what feels like a thousand stairs but its definitely worth it. Up amongst the rocks and cliffs are a whole lot of little bars and warungs where no matter where you sit, the view is breath taking. Sunday night is the night for a party in Uluwatu at Single Fin a surfers bar which overlooks the beach. We seemed to have chosen the best night to visit Single Fin as there was a surf competition being held that night with many, many people there to support it. The vibe was too amazing while we sat infront of Single Fin overlooking the break watching the boys surf by spotlight. We will definitely be visiting Uluwatu and Padang Padang again.

- Friday night got a bit more out of hand than anticipated (we blame the double doubles, that hit you hard and when you least expect it), with Bosman chipping a front tooth on a beer bottle. This is no surprise at all, its been a while coming and we are just grateful it isn't any worse than it is. As well as this incident we had a friend in a scooter accident, nothing too serious but just another reminder to us why we should not be on scooters at all!

- We visited a shopping centre today where almost anything could be bought, except cotton of course which we have been looking for for the past two weeks and we have still not found. They do sell fresh water turtles though for 60 bucks, which we think is a steal and we are seriously considering adding a new bugger to the group, dutch name and all. 'Stoffles' will live near the kikker fontijn.

The accents have become noticeably worse, krusty in fact, and when alcohol is consumed it just gets revolting.

We have to renew our social visas tomorrow, 450 000 rupee worth of social visa which we believe could be put to greater use in another form of socialising, something we are not happy about, but then again being deported wouldn't be to great either.

Ta Ta x

You slet. Saus Tomat.

So we hav'nt posted for a while...this we blame on the ridiculous amounts of work we have had to do, Stenden Bali does not live up to Stenden South Africa's work ethic.

We woke up on Monday morning not overly keen for our field trips as being outside in the sun in 32 degree heat in formal uniform is no ones idea of fun. We visited the Westin Hotel in Nusa Dua where the international convention centre is situated. The hotel was beautiful along with it's private, white sandy beach and we left with heavy hearts as we knew we would be needing to find rich men to marry to be able to visit again.

 The second stop was the Garuda Wisnu Kencana cultural park. It is a park where huge events are held, the outdoor amphitheatre that is enclosed by huge limestone walls where many music concerts have been held was quite a sight to see. Sammy Peckham and myself were blessed by having 'holy water' and rice put on our foreheads, an interesting experience as well. The views of Kuta and Sanur were amazing but we were very happy to leave and get back to the hotel to swim.

Monday was followed by guest lectures for five hours on Tuesday, something that we are not at all used to is sitting in a room having to sit still and listen for so long. We managed though, with the help of free coffee and food and one of the guest lecturers who was very entertaining despite the fact we could hardly understand what he was saying.

Monday and tuesday were both spent preparing for our event pitches on Wednesday. The word that could be used to describe these pitches would be a bloodbath, as unlike Stenden South Africa where we go into presentations with the mindset that we do unto others as you would like done unto you, or in other words we do not critisise eachother or question eachother, and it is the complete opposite here! Something that we will have to get used to, keeping in mind it will probably be better for us in the long run.

The rest of Wednesday was spent trying to finish our Initiative reports so we could hand them in on Thursday and have a long weekend, we all made it after working into the night, some of us just by the skin of our teeth! Our last management skills lecture with the best lecturer in the world, Yoke, was just as good as all our other lectures with her as she made us laugh continuously, falling asleep in her classes is just not an option.

Some of the students organised a pool party for everyone at the hotel and the hotel staff 'braaid' for us as well. A braai here constitutes of using a fan to start the fire and pre-cooking the meat before actually braaing it, something which we found hilarious. After the party everyone headed out to sky garden, where extreme hangovers are made and a lot of money is spent on we dont know what. The taxi ride there, just like all of them was another experience. The taxi shook violently from side to side the entire way, we expected one of the wheels to fall off  at any moment. Fortunately for us the driver did not drive more than 40kmh the whole way there. We are still getting used to peoples reactions when we tell them that we are from South Africa and that we are in Bali for two and a half months, its getting to the point where questions like, "Isnt it really dangerous to live there?" and "Do you live in a forest?" are just answered with completely sarcastic remarks.

 

The whole of Friday was spent recovering, and it literally did take the whole day. We decided to not go out on Friday night and save ourselves for Saturday which was a good idea consisdering the crazy jol we had last night. We discovered Alley Cats, a bar down one of the Poppies Gang alley's of Legian. Double Doubles, which is the drink everyone talks about from Alley Cats, is going to be the cause of much debauchery in the coming weeks.

 

Last night was by far the best jol we have had in Bali so far, along with our ride home which was one crazy adventure, one which none of us will ever forget, except for Melvin, who was asleep the entire way home, how, we do not know. Lets just say it was one of those, "If we die now, we die happy" moments, techno/electro music and all.



Our latest mission is to learn to ride scooters as having to pay for taxi's is starting to become a financial burden on our drinking benefits.

Bosman finally decided to get her white body into the sun today after our friend Stefan commented, "Even im browner than you and im a foken ginger!" She is now as red as a tomato but it had to be done.