A hastily arranged (and free, courtesy of China Airlines) 2.5-day trip to Bali was, as they say, just what the doctor ordered. Kuta beach was "tube city," a surfer's dream, and my 6am swim was bliss. This was my second trip to Bali, and I found myself liking it more this time around, despite the fact that we missed the sunset at Jimbaran Beach because our "herbal oil massage" lasted nearly 3 hours. Nonetheless, the seafood barbecue -lobsters, prawn and barricuda- at Jimbaran made up for it.
Surf's upThere were many surfers out today, almost as many as there were touts, who are the most obnoxious I have ever come across in my travels in Southeast Asia.
Asia readingI'm devouring this book, The Malayan Trilogy, by Anthony Burgess. "There was no beer in the wardrobe, nor under the bed, nor in four of the drawers of the dressing-table. But the fifth drawer revealed treasure. Nabby Adams looked, like hungry Gulliver eyeing Lilliputian sirloins, at a neat collection of tiny bottles containing single glassfuls of various liquers." -quote from book.