Kuta, Bali – My last day and the day of silence (Nyepi)

My last two days in Indonesia, I decided to spend a few extra dollars and stay in a nice hotel with a pool, hot water and a comfy bed.  Online I found a great deal for around $30 dollars a night, but they wanted me to pay using credit card.  I didn’t want to use my credit card, because I was trying to spend my remaining cash before leaving.  So I took the chance and did not book it and just arrived.

It all worked out and I got the room for the online price.  The room is really nice with hot water, and a flushing toilet.  Score me! lol.  It even has a very nice balcony over looking the pool, where I see 3 cute German girls suntanning.  All that is missing is a cold beer.

When I checked in, I found out that tomorrow is March 9, which is the day of silence (Nyepi) here in Bali.  I am not going to write a big article about what it is, but just give a quick overview.  It is their new years day and on this day, everyone must be quiet, no cars on the streets and even the airport is closed.  I am not allowed to leave the hotel that day, and all of my windows are blacked out in case I turn on the lights at night.

For some this might sound like crap to go through, but for me, this is really cool to have the opportunity to experience their true culture.

Here is a link you can click on if you want to read more about it.

After getting settled in, I head out for some food for the room and to see some of the people getting ready for tomorrow.

I see some pretty cool things, mostly people sitting in front of their homes burning incense while praying.  Definitely not something I would see back home.

Eventually I found a local grocery store, with only locals, no tourist.  This is the best type of store to find, because all prices are market and there is no tourist markup price.

I find some super cheap fresh fruit and Bingtan beer, which everywhere else was 35,000 IDR, but here it is 17,000 IDR ($2 CAD).

I now have all I need and head back to the room.

The rest of the evening is just relaxing, swimming and watching some local TV.

The day of silence has arrived and it is more than I was expecting.  I truly thought people would break the rules, but no.  No one was around.  From my balcony, I could see some streets and not a single person was around.  I could not even hear a car in the distance or people talking.

I decided to embrace the silence (Nyepi) and join in.  I spent a good part of the day thinking about life, my travels and what I want in life.  Beer did help with these inner thoughts :).  But it was a really amazing day and helped me realize what my step is going to be in life!

The day of silence (Nyepi) slowly comes to and end, and it is now the next day.

I will miss Indonesia and all the amazing people I met.

Good bye! I will be back for more adventures!

Take Care All and keep Bali Clean!

Gili Meno, Lombok, Indonesia – Meeting some amazing people

Gili Meno is the middle of the 3 Gili Islands, and is the quietest Island.  Most people go to Gili Trawangan for partying, and people, and then the remaining go to Gili Air for a little more relaxing time, but with some nightlight.  Gili Meno, no nightlife, just relaxing.   I knew this was the place for me, as I did not want to spent a lot of money partying, and really wanted to meet more locals and see how they lived their lives.

Gili Meno ended up being a great choice!

When I arrived at my bungalow, I met with the young 19 year old guy who is running the show.  I asked him if I could see the bungalow before paying.  He agrees with no arguments and shows me it.  It looks great, and is exactly what I am looking for.  I had only booked it for 2 nights but asked if I could extend it for a full week.  He says no problem and gives me a little better deal per night, which comes out to 150,000 IDR ($15 CAD) per night.

Click this link to see my walk through of my bungalow.

Over the next week I had a pretty common routine.  I would wake up around 7 am, check emails, roll around in bed and then finally get out and walk two bungalows over for breakfast around 8 am.  Between 9 and 10 am, I would take the long 3 minute hike to the beach, and do some snorkeling.  Lunch during these days consisted of local bananas and some kind of fruit / ice drink.  The afternoon were either some work on the PC or a short nap, and walking around the Island.  Evenings I would find a place to eat, and then some more walking, with the evenings wrapping up by watching a movie on my PC.

You can’t get much better of a life than that!

During the week I met some really cool people and will talk about them now.

Earlier in the week during breakfast I met a young couple from the UK.  John and his girlfriend, Cynthia.  They have been traveling around Asia for about 5 months now, searching for amazing dive locations.  John is a certified diver and Cynthia is on her way to becoming fully certified here on Gili Meno.  We enjoyed a few pizzas together during the week and they had some really awesome stories to tell me about their travels.

During the middle of the week, I don’t recall which day, I was walking to the North side of the Island going past the salt water pond, when another guy was passing me going in the opposite direction, and he stopped me to ask, “How do I get to the beach!”  My first thought was, what beach because it is an Island, and all directions lead to a beach.  He just arrived and said he wanted to do some snorkeling, but the road is flooded the direction I am going.  I told him I am on my way to a nice beach and he can come with if he wants. He said Yes with a big smile!  So, this is how I met Edwardo, from Spain.

Edwardo and I hung out several times over the next few days, snorkeling, eating dinner together and just walking around having some great conversations.  He gave me some great tips on where to go and what to see in Spain.  I know someday these will come in handy.

This is the only picture I found that I had of him.  He is the white guy. lol. The other picture is if of the flooded road.

Three young guys worked at the hotel doing maintenance, cooking, cleaning, organizing, basically anything you can think of, they did it.  These 3 guys are some of the nicest people I have met.  The youngest guy is 19 and his family own the hotel and the local store beside it.  The other two guys are both 29, but look 16, and have been working here for about 5 months each.

The one guy, who I call Smiley, was the funniest guy.  Every time I saw him, he would have the biggest, whitest smile and say HI! and wave.  Even if I just saw him 2 minutes ago.  Unfortunately I do not have a picture of him.

The other worker was just as nice, and a little more quiet.  However, he loved to ask questions about Australia, and Canada.  He told me he has no wife or kids, and really enjoys working here.  All 3 guys get 4 consecutive days off a month to be with family, the rest of the time they work from 7 am until 8 pm everyday.  His family lives in Lombok, about a 1 hour boat ride away.

The 19 year owner was a very hospitable guy.  He ensured everything was perfect for your stay, including carrying my bags to the boat on the last day.  On the last evening he asked me if he could take me for a tour around the Island, and he would show me the good and the bad of Gili Meno.

Well this is where our story takes a little bit of a turn.

We start off with a walk around the pond, where his family owns some property.  He shows me the land and tells me it is for sale, for about $10,000 CAD, and he tells me all details about how to buy land here and how much it cost to build.  The bungalow I live in, cost about $8,000 CAD to build on the mainland, and then shipped to here.  Not a bad price for us, but damn expensive for them considering I am paying $15 per night, with breakfast.

Our walk continues around to the south side of the Island where he starts to tell me about the bombing in Bali in 2005, which killed the tourist industry on the Islands for 4 years.  A lot of owners went bankrupt a lost everything.  He then takes me into an area of the Island no one goes and shows me exactly what he met.

Below are some pictures of the abandon resorts.

To get a better idea, watch my video by clicking here!

If I saw this as a tourist, I would just think someone ran out of money, etc.  However, I got the real story about the bombing, and all that followed after.  It is good, to see the last few years the tourism is picking back up, but this brings other issues.

The next big thing we talk about was the trash on the Islands, which I also saw in Bali.

When more people come to these small islands, we bring money, and jobs, which is great.  There is another side to this though.  We also bring more trash.  The people and government in my opinion don’t know how to handle it.  The locals only charge us enough extra on each item we buy to pay for the item plus shipping plus living cost.  There isn’t capital set aside to pay for removing the items from the island.  So what happens!  Well, all of the garbage is just tossed on the side of the road, or behind the huts or into the water, hoping it will float away, but it doesn’t.

One of the biggest culprits is water bottles.  I do not understand why we promote these so much.  Like even on TV, when I watch a show, I always see the person going to the fridge and grabbing a water bottle.  Why in a developed country are we promoting such waste.  Turn on a tap, and drink the fucking water, it is CLEAN!  and if you don’t like the taste, get a water tank.

I asked why there is a stack of water bottles behind our bungalows and he gave me a straight answer.  “We have no where to put them and we have so many of them.

We need to ban all water bottles, and start forcing people to use reusable bottles. What is earth going to look like in another 50 years when it looks like this now!

After seeing this side of the Islands, I am changing how I think and hope to help others change as well.

The walk around the entire Island didn’t take long and I loved the conversations I had with the two locals.  They really helped put somethings into perspective for me.

Until we meet again, thanks Gili Islands for some amazing experiences, from swimming with turtles, to meeting locals, I had a blast and will never forget my time here.

Gili Trawangan to Gili Meno – Snorkeling and Great Food

My time in Gili Trawangan was pretty good. I didn’t meet any new tourist, but I did meet a few new locals and really enjoyed their conversations.  Some of what was mentioned in my previous posting.  So I am going to keep the part about my time on Gili T short and just mention a few highlights.

There is a Night Food Market which starts around 7 pm.  I stumbled upon it just by fluke.  The one night I was out for a walk debating if I want to have a few pints or not, when I smelt this amazing flavors in the air.  I turn to see a few locals cooking food on the side street, so I walk in to take a look.  The one group of young guys tell me I can choose any five items for 20,000 IDR (A toonie).  For this price, even though I just ate an hour ago, I choose 5 items.  All I can say, if you are ever in Gili Trawanga, go here.  No matter what!  The food was amazing and I wish I had a picture of it.

Another place I want to mention also opens late in the evening, is the street cookers.  They are commonly just a lady sitting on a step using a fan, and ashes, to cook different things.  I saw one and really wanted to try it.  She was cooking Chicken and Beef skewers with peanut sauces and again, this was for 20,000 IDR.  Take a look below, some of the best skewers I have ever had.  Mmmm so tasty!

If you like Mojitos, this is a great place to get them.  They use actual freshly grown peppermint leaves ground into the drink.  Again, so refreshing on a hot day!

Fresh sweet corn, do I need to say more?

I almost forgot to mention the fresh coconut, with only a straw added when drinking it.  This was pretty awesome as well and recommend try it in any tropical country.

I didn’t do as much as I should have in Gili T, but I had felt it was a bit too busy for me, so I asked around and found out the Gili Meno is the least touristy Island of the 3.  From left to right, is Gili Trawangan, Gili Meno, and Gili Air.

On all of the Islands, there are a tone of tourist information kiosk, where you can ask and book trips around the area.  One of which is almost across from my homestay.  The guy is pushy when I ask for prices, but he ends of giving a really good option.  I want to go to Gili Meno, and also snorkeling.  He offers to take me snorkeling and then drop me off on Gili Meno on the way back, all for 100,000 IDR ($10 CAD).   I book it for the next day.

The next morning I say goodbye to my new friends at the homestay.  The young girl seems sad I am leaving and asks me to come back before I leave the area.  I have to say, this is one of the very few times I almost felt sad saying goodbye to someone.  Almost!

The guy I booked the trip with is not there, but the tour guides are and know exactly who I am.  The group of people going has to be about 40 people and I get special privileges because of my gear.  The snorkeling guide helps carry on my bags and hides them upfront under cover in case of rain.  Which, we get nailed with for an hour partway through the tour.

While cruising to our first stop, the guy beside me sees my carry bag, which is from Pak N Save New Zealand and asks if I am a Kiwi.  I tell him, nope Canadian but I backpacked through NZ for 3 months.  He and his girlfriend are from Singapore.  We have some great conversations during the day.  Would have been cool to go back to Gili T, so we could party one night.

Halfway through the day we stop at Gili Air for lunch.  One thing I forgot to mention is you always take off your shoes when going into most stores or restaurants.  Anyways, when I was in Australia I bought discount flip flops that say, Australia on them.  So when I entered the restaurant, I take off my Aussie Thongs, as Aussies call them, and someone behind me says, “Hey Mate!”  I know the accent and say hi.  The guy asks where in Aussie I am from and I say, no, Canada, but I bought the Thongs in Australia a month ago.  This starts off some great conversations about Australia.  He was from Melbourne and was jealous I drove across his country to Perth, as he has never done it.  I don’t recall his name either, but he was a pretty cool guy.

After lunch we go to one more location for snorkeling, and then they drop me off at Gili Meno. Just before I jump off the front of the boat, I yell out, “Bye All!” and about half the boat responded with either a wave, or a goodbye. Lol!  If you ever get a chance to do this, do it.  It is funny!

Here are two pictures of the snorkeling, but if you want to see more, watch my video by Clicking here!

Turtle and Fishy!

I am now on Gili Meno!

Indonesia – Found my way again!

My last few post have been lacking and just about where I have been, and done, that sort of thing.  But the last couple of days, I have had some interesting experiences and realized I want to get back to writing about what I have learned and noticed.  So, this post is going to be about the quality of life, verses work aspects.

Living my life in a spoiled country like Canada, and having another spoiled country directly below us, I, at times forget what other have to go through in life just to eat.  Traveling through New Zealand, and Australia and now Indonesia, I saw two extremes on how people live and think.  I know this is going to be generalizing but see past that, and just think about your life in comparison when reading.

I am going to focus more on Australia, than New Zealand, because I feel it is more the extreme.

I found the attitude towards working the exact opposite in Australia than it is in North America.  I mean, we all hate working, but Aussies generally see you work to live.  Where in North America, we live to work.  I don’t know if it is the government, or why, but that is how the countries differ.

 Aussies get 20 days vacation a year to start at any job, and a lot of professional jobs get 25 days. Where in North America, 10 days is the starting point. They also on average work 37 hours a week, where we work 40 hours a week, in a full time position.  If you work in the private sector with a salary paid position, 40 hours is a dream.  I don’t recall ever working less then 45 in any job I have had, other than when I had a government job.

Because Aussies work less hours, they get paid more per hour to make the yearly salary end up being the same.  Their minimum wage is $20 per hour, ours in around $10 per hour.  Yes, some things are more expensive down under, however, lots of things are cheaper.

Almost every person I met and spoke to about work life in Australia talked about the number of hours they work and what they do for living.  Each person came out to the same conclusion.  They work hard, but less hours, and definitely think that work is there just so you can live.  I also spoke to people who manage companies they also hire this way.  They have no problem paying higher per hour, so the person can have more time off.  The general feel I got, was a person works harder when they are not overworked.

In North America this is rarely the case. I know that some companies are this way, but in general not so much.  Having been a professional for 15 years, I can tell you that getting 15 days vacation a year is not easy in North America and we try to get as much out of a person as we can, not caring about their personal life.

From the number counties I have visited in my life, Australia is one the best places to live and work.  I do want to mention, not every Aussie thinks this way.  I met my fair share of spoiled brats in Aussie that thought 4 weeks off a year, with 37 hours a week was too much.

Now I want to talk about the other end of the spectrum.  Countries where people work everyday, all day, just to break even.

I have been to several third world counties, including Mexico, Dominican Republic, Haiti, and more recently Indonesia.

Here I am going to talk more about the examples, because I have not lived it, so I can’t explain from my experiences.

The homestay rented in Indonesia, there was a 18 year old native working at the reception.  She was a super sweet girl and loved to talk.  She told me all about her life, family and living situation.  So, here is her story.

She currently works at the homestay doing check-ins, and checkouts, including all cleaning and prepping of the rooms, and this homestay included a free breakfast.  She also was the cook/room server.  She gets 2 days off per month, not week, which is normal, but she told me her last job got 4 days per month off.  She thought that was amazing.

How long is her work day?  Well, there is no set work day.  She sleeps in single bed, in a shared room with the other person she works with, which is also the kitchen / living room.  The front door is the reception area.  To answer the question, she works all day and is always on call.  I wonder if that is more than 40 hours per week!

The people who own this homestay own another, and her brother works there, but also works at this location when she is not working, or is sick.  She does the same for him, but organizes it with the other guy who works in this location.

I asked her if this was normal to work this style of living and she said yes and explain to me how her other family members work.  She also explained to me because she is only 18, she doesn’t need all of her money, so any extra she has at the end of the month, she sends to her sisters who can’t find work, or didn’t make enough.

I can’t picture that happening in any developed county I have been in.  However, in these counties I see it a lot.

The hours and little time off she gets I know is normal for anyone working in these countries.  I have met and spoken to tones of people since the first time I went to a third world country back in 1999.  Oh hell, that shows I am OLD!

The bungalows I am currently staying at has 3 people working here.  One guy does the websites, bookings, and speaks English the best.  He is always sitting at the front desk asking you if you need anything, and if you are having a good day.  He told me, he and the other 3 guys get 3 days off a month.  When one has a day off, the other 2 take over his duties.

They all work from sun up, to sun down, or later depending on if guest are still wondering around.

All 3 guys live here in the same type of living style as the girl I mentioned above, with one difference.  They have a separate room for sleeping in, but then the one guy has a wife, and 2 kids, who also sleep in that room.

Let me tell you, these 3 guys work hard as hell.  Last night we lost power around 11 pm, for a short bit.  When the power came back on, the one guy went to each bungalow and listen outside to see if the AC came back on.  If it didn’t he would knock on the door and say, “Sorry sir for waking you, we lost power and your AC didn’t turn back on.  Can I come in and turn it on for you?  No need to get up, I will do it quickly and quietly.”   Some people might think that is annoying, but trust me when I say, this is a very good service.  It only cooled down to 29 last night with 100% humidity.  You want that AC on.

I have to tell this other story that I am not sure if it fits in here or not, but is worth telling.

There was a older couple from Europe, but not sure exactly sure where.  In the morning, we were all sitting in the outside dinning area when the lady asked if they could extend their stay here.  The guy replied, “I am sorry, but we are fully booked.”  The lady responded in an aggressive manner, “But we have no place to go, why can’t we stay!”.  He explained again, someone else has booked their room and all rooms are booked already.  There is nothing he can do.  She continues to speak in an aggressive manner, thinking that they should cancel someone else booking for them.  She then tries the sympathy card and tells them the last place they booked for one night and then wanted to extend and the same thing happened.

In my mind, I can’t believe how pompous and stupid this couple is, and I was starting to think I wanted to jump into the conversation and explain to them, how ridiculous they are being.  Maybe someone needed to explain how bookings work?

Anyways, the 1 of the 3 guys went out of their way and walked to several other bungalows and found them another place very to stay, and they even bargained a better price for them.  The also carried the couple luggage to the new place, without asking for tips.

Please don’t be like these people! Sometimes it is your own fault and don’t blame others!  On the other hand, be like these 3 guys.  Pay it forward, and help someone else without expecting something in return!

All this service for $15 dollars a night.  How much do you think these guys actually make?

The point I am trying to make is, think about how you live, how good or not good you have it, and then think about others.  There is always someone who has it better and someone who has it worse.  So, try not to be to negative and just live life in the most fulfilling way you can.

Work hard, but not so hard that you forget life is worth living.  If you feel you are not spending enough time with family or friends or away from work.  Make the change!

I don’t believe in religion, but I do believe you ONLY live once.  Enjoy it!

Kuta to Gili Islands – Fast boats, and chatty locals

Kuta is not really a place I would want to spend more than a day in, if I ever return to Indonesia and that one day would only be to say hi to Sim and my new friends.

With all the tips I got from people, my best guess is to head over to the Gili Islands where I would be happier, swimming and snorkeling.

I was able to find a booking online for a pickup from my hotel, to the fast boats, which will take me directly to Gili Trawangan, also known as Gili T.  I was skeptical at first with the booking, as I was not sure if they would actually come to my hotel and if they would try and charge more.  However, I took my chances and booked it.

A few minutes later I got a phone call confirming my hotel address.  Seems legit.

The next day my taxi arrived as scheduled, and 20 minutes later I am at the fast boat harbor, with no extra charges requested.  So if anyone is wondering where I booked it, the link is below.

The boat ride itself was really enjoyable. They gave us ice cold water, cold towels, and candy.  We also slowed down to look at some dolphins that were jumping near the boat.  I actually think I have seen enough dolphins to last a lifetime now, but I still love them.

Gili T is nice from what I saw on my walk to my hotel.  Lots of tourist though, and I am already wondering if it is too busy for me.

Checking into my hotel was a whole new story.  When I arrive a very young receptionist showed me to my room.  I didn’t even get my bags off my back and she was chatting up a storm.  I wasn’t sure why she was so comfortable with me, or maybe it was because she was bored and I was there?  She ended up talking to me for about 30 minutes at my doorway.  It was so hot and I desperately needed a cold shower.  I think it had been more than a day since my last one.

She eventually paused for a second and I took my chance and told her I will be back in short bit, but I needed a shower.  She smiled and said, “We talk tonight!”

Below is a picture of my new friend while she was pointing to something.

Don’t forget to take a look at my room on YouTube by clicking here!

After my shower, I decided to take a walk around the main strip to see what was there.  I read online when going out to eat, to look at the menus and see if they charge extra tax or not. If they do, avoid them as the other places are cheaper.

I found a nice place near the water and ate a late lunch.  If I remember my meal came out to $5 dollars and was pretty tasty.  Mmmm fresh coconut and squad!

Now that I am happily full, I did some more walking around the Island and eventually went back to my room.

The rest of the day was spent sitting beside the fan in the room, or chatting with my new Indonesian friend.

Another amazing and odd day done!

Kuta, Bali, Indonesia – Day 2 with great new friends

My second day in Kuta, I tried to extended my room for another night, but it was already booked, so I just packed my stuff and walked over to The Naughty Duck to see Sim.

Sim wasn’t there yet, but Dinny was and I was starving.  I ordered up a breakfast sandwich and espresso.  I am probably spelling his name wrong, but Dinny makes one hell of a meal and all for about $5 dollars.

While scarfing down this amazing breakfast, I googled around and found another room for the same price with AC.
Click here to see the room!

Sim shows up and we talk for a bit.  I tell him I am switching rooms and will be back later for his going away get together.  I don’t think I mentioned this yesterday, but Sim is going back to Aussie for a month to do some extra work.  The Naughty Duck hasn’t been open long and it is currently the slow season in Bali. I am sure in another month when Bali picks up, he will be rocking with business.

Anyways, I head over to my new room to check in, when I realized the map position on hotels.com is not the same as the google location.  Hotels.com isn’t correct and the walk will be over an hour in this heat.  Not going to happen when carting round two packs.

A taxi passes and asks if I need a ride.  Hmmm Obvious I am dyeing? lol.

He offers to take me for 50,000 IDR ($5 dollars) for a ride, when yesterday it cost me double.  For sure, and I jump in.

15 minutes later am I am checking into my new room.  It isn’t that bad.  Has slow internet and a nice bed.  No sink, but I am only hear for 2 nights.

That day I spent just relaxing for the most part, but I also took a walk to the beach to do some snorkeling, however, the tied has a major rip-current and there are flags warning not to swim.  This sucks a bit, but that’s OK.

The beach itself is gross.  Garbage everywhere, and I can tell most of it is from lazy ass tourist, dropping plastic cups, etc on the ground.

That night I head over to Sim’s for his going away party.  Again I meet several new people from all over the world and some cool locals.  Sim’s girlfriend is also a hoot, a truly nice and funny native Indonesian girl.

That night again the beer was flowing nicely but I stopped after 5.  I am a good boy 🙂

I spend most of my time chatting with a 63 year old Aussie surfer guy, who also owns a shop in Kuta.  He is a pretty cool guy and tells me several places in Bali that I might enjoy.  I will miss chatting with him.

I can’t remember what time it was, but eventually I got sleepy and said thanks to Sim and goodbye to all of my new friends.

I took a taxi home as I knew I wasn’t going to walk it and I got some fun questions.  The first one was if I was traveling alone, then it slowly proceeded into.  Do you want girl for the night, or hour. I have many great girls.

With my curiosity, I said, “I don’t know, but how much?”  He responded with $100 per hour.  Which I know means $100 USA.

I must say, first of all, I don’t want some disease infested hooker, and I am to cheap to send $100 when I could just go to the bar and spend $20 on drinks and get a drunk tourist girl.  Would be just as bad sex, and the smell of a drunken tourist girl would match that of a cheap hooker. lol.  So I replied with, “I am broke!” He took the hint.

Day two in Kuta is completed 🙂 and I enjoyed meeting so many amazing people, even funny taxi drivers.

Kuta, Bali, Indonesia – Amazing first half a day

I arrived at my super budget hotel and got unpacked.
You can check out my hotel room here by clicking here!

I took a minute and googled the location for The Naughty Duck, and to my surprise it is around the corner.  Sweet Deal, I head right over.
Take a look at The Naughty Duck on Trip Adviser here!

Sim and The Naughty Duck

The reason I wanted to go here is to meet Sim, a guy I told to meet by my Aussie Surfer friend, Simon.  I guess Sim used to be a TV star from a TV show called, “Hey Hey It’s Saturday” as a character, Plucka Duck.  Anyways, that isn’t why I am going to meet him.  I have been told he is a pretty amazing guy and can give me tons of tips on where to go in Bali.

When I walk into The Naughty Duck, I see Sim standing right there. I walk over and introduce myself.  He takes no time making me feel like a new friend and gives me all kinds of tips.  What a cool guy.

After talking for a bit, I decided to eat here as well.  I can tell you this, Aussies know how to cook.  I had a damn good chicken burger for only $5 dollars CAD.

As I finish up, Sim mentions a few people always come over at night for a few beers, and I am up for that.  It is still early, so I tell him I am heading back for a shower.

A bit later I come back and meet Crazy,  I don’t know his real name, but he is a funny local who sells cheap sim cards and credit.  I take him up on an offer and get a sim plus $10 credit, which gives me 4GB of data and a bunch of minutes.  Compare that to Canada!

A few other friends of Sim’s stop by for drinks and I meet a ton of people.  Too many to remember.

The beer is flowing nicely, at $2 dollars a beer, but I decide I should call it a night.  Tomorrow I would like to go swimming and see more of Kuta.  I need to decide if I am staying here or moving onto one of the Islands.

I thank Sim for a great night and head home.

Before I end this short blog, I should comment on walking in Kuta at night.  It is a bit crazy as there are a tone of people, lots on mopeds and come cars.  Picture no sidewalk and only room for one car, but somehow they fit a car, people and mopeds all at once, and people walking have to look out for themselves.  Fun, and entertaining I can say.  Took a bit to get used too, but it isn’t all that bad.

Well I made it through my first day, half day really.
Night all!