Wednesday, July 2, 2014


I sense a pattern of me returning from holidays and not wanting to post about them. It seems to reinforce the depression. But I'm ready to talk about my week in the sun now, doctor. 

My goal for this holiday was to do as little as possible whilst eating as much Indonesian food as possible. Failed on both accous. The days seemed so long, strange for holidays, and I saw every sunrise of the trip. I spent a lot of time walking around by myself just exploring and walking, sometimes with no idea where I'd end up. There's not much I love more than the smells (oh the smells) and the people of the Balinese streets and I got hours of them every day. 

I also wanted to avoid the Sydneysider trail of restaurants and caf├ęs that everyone goes to, which I did to some degree of success. Some are impossible to avoid, and they are mostly fantastic. We did go to Ku De Ta almost very day, because it was the perfect meeting spot and I'd rather pay for a drink there and sit on their lounges for free, than pay for a vinyl beach lounge. The oldies loved it, and I was more than happy to go with the flow. 
My appetite seemed to disappear, beyond strange for holidays, and I was lucky to eat two meals a day, let alone the second breakfasts, snacks and pre dinner dinner I normally cram into trips. So much gado gado missed opportunity.

We stayed in gorgeous accommodation, a completely private, very Balinese villa with gorgeous furniture, a huge pool, super lush gardens, but enough luxury to make it a relaxing stay. With our group's ages ranging from 5 to 70, everyone loved it. 

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