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Published: August 17th 2014
This is beach paradise!
Our kind Homestay owner Susi hooked us up with a cheap ride from Kuta Lombok to Gili Air. Gili is the Indonesian word for 'small island'. It really is small on the map so we weren't too stressed about finding a place to stay. Locals were however, consistently warning us that we may not find a place. We landed at the beach beside the dock with about 30 others on a old wooden boat. Surprisingly, it seemed not one company used the government wharf which served the sole purpose of providing locals with a shady place to fish from.
We decided to cut straight through the centre of the island and look for a place to stay on the far side of the island. I figured our devilish plan had not been hatched by any other displaced travellers and would give us the best chance of finding a bungalow that had vacancy. On our way through we were asked by several people to look at their places off the beach. We looked, but decided to try our luck right on the beach. Sweaty packs on our sweatier backs slowed us down as we asked place after place with the same
The only mode of transportation on the island.
negative response. We were about to give up, when finally there was vacancy at Ali Baba Bungalows. Top marks for only 350 000 rupiah ($35 CAD) right on the beach.
We were so excited! We threw on our bathing suits and ran down onto the beach 'Baywatch' style. Unfortunately, we lacked the vital information that this was a coral beach and were sharply surprised by the texture of our footing. Alex warned me to go back to the beach and grab my shoes as he wasn't finding a sandy spot further out. He would man up and stay shoeless. We floated in the warm water for about 5 minutes, playing with our new waterproof camera, until Alex stepped on a sea urchin. We didn't know what it was, so we used the camera to take a photo. We consoled ourselves with a big bottle of Bintang instead of the recommended soaking of vinegar.
We ended up staying on Gili Air for three nights. Our days absorbed with circling the island, bar hopping, snorkelling and reading on the beach. Although Gili Air isn't known for the party scene that Gili Trawangan is, we were constantly finding signs proffering fresh
Vehicle in the mechanic shop.
magic mushrooms. Don't worry Mom, we didn't partake! The last day we were there the swell was huge on the southern end. So after we booked our fastboat tickets to Bali we stealthy wrapped Alex's wallet in my sarong and body surfed the bathing suit removing waves until we were exhausted. It really reminded us of Mooloolaba, Australia.
We were booked on the 11:00 fastboat to Padang Bai, Bali. However, as dictated by all travel arrangements in Asia, all did not go according to plan. Our boat was overbooked so we had to try our luck with another company. We had to wait with baited breath (okay I passed out at the beach because my Gravol had kicked in full force) to see if there was space with the other company. Our luck held out and we were off to Bali within the hour.
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