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Published: June 21st 2017
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So my new friend Jenny (originally from NY, but she's been here in Bali since 2002) invited me to go to the beach with her family this weekend. Her husband Harris (pronounced more like Tyrese), her gorgeous 4 year-old son Gabriel, and surprise guest their friend Tony (also Balinese) came along.
We met at Jenny's house on Saturday morning and had a nice road trip through Gianyar, and Klungkung, to Candi Dasa. (They got lost last time they entered Candi Dasa and couldn't find the resort, and though Jenny kindly asked that we pull over this time and call for directions when we weren't sure we eventually found it with only one U-turn needed. Some things are universal =)
We arrived before lunch, threw our bags into our rooms (since Tony came along and we only had two rooms reserved Jenny and Gabriel bunked in with me =) and immediately changed into our suits. Gabriel couldn't wait to get into the water; he was SO ready to build a sandcastle. (I fell in love with this kid moments after meeting him, despite the 5 hundred times he asked me 'Why' on the 2 hour car ride. I still couldn't get enough
We went to the beach, and had such a fun afternoon playing in waves and collecting coral. I got a little burn on my shoulders, but hey it was inevitable being how utterly white I was. Around 2pm I grabbed a quick shower, threw on a new sarong, and we went to the hotels restaurant on the beach. Gabriel couldn't make it through lunch, he was beat from all the sun and fun, so Jenny took him for a nap in the room. After lunch I got an open air massage on the beach, 60minutes for $5 - I know, I know!. After my massage it was Tony's turn. Gabe was still asleep, and Jenny wanted to go visit with Harris in their bungalow, so I hopped on my twin bed. Warm from the day in the sun, covered in oil from my massage, and listening to a child taking a nap in the afternoon...I fell asleep. I can't describe the nap I had. I don't take naps. I slept so well, it was like time stopped. And then he woke up. LOL, so I did too.
Jenny had an idea to hop back in the Jeep and check
out the main strip, to walk around a little - so we did. This is what my guide book has to say about Candi Dasa: "Once upon a time there was a beach at Candi Dasa. The beach attracted tourists. The tourists needed bungalows. To build the bungalows, the locals needed cement. To make cement, the coral along the coast was ripped out and ground up. Without the coral to break the tides, the beach washed away. There is no beach in Candi Dasa anymore, but there are still bungalows." So walking down the main drag in Candi Dasa, one can't help but notice that there are a million very nice looking, and very empty restaurants and shops. Every restaurant and shop had a lovely young lady perched on it's sidewalk to greet and encourage the sparse passers-by to please come in and buy something. I asked Jenny if it was just like this because it's the low season or what, she shook her head. Apparently even in the high season it isn't much better. So if you want a REALLY quiet place to go, with ample service, cheap accommodations, and a very little bit of sand. You know where
We picked a nice little restaurant that was going to have a Gamelan dancer at 7:45, early enough so we could still get Gabe to bed before he crashed. We had a nice dinner, I showed off my pictures of the birds from the day before, and we watched the show. I won't tell you know much the bill was, you're probably sick of me saying how ridiculously inexpensive everything is here. It wasn't much.
On Sunday Gabe got up at 6am, and Jenny (fabulous lady that she is) grabbed his suit and quietly took him out to the beach. They didn't come back until 9:30 when she woke me to let me know that breakfast was only served until 10 if I wanted to get my coffee on. Is it bad that my coffee addiction is one of the first things that people learn about me? Ohh well. I threw on a clean sarong and tank top, no sandals, and walked across the grass to the restaurant. I had my coffee, banana crepe with Gnutella (French food and people are all over Bali) and enjoyed the view of the ocean. Several charter boats left the dock, and I watched
them fishing. Then I took my coffee and moved 20 feet over to a lounge chair by the sandbox where Gabriel, just cleaned off from the beach via the outdoor shower, was making his sandcastle - still naked. Being around this kid relaxes me in a way I really can't describe. But I enjoyed my coffee, the men fishing, and Gabe working and narrating as he went about his sandcastle...until the sky opened up, and boy did it - thunder and everything. It's just as well, I was pretty burnt from yesterday and wouldn't have been able to sit out today anyway.
So a quick shower (I take at least 2 a day here, it's mUuUughy) and we're off back in the Jeep. Jenny wants to do a little shopping in Gianyar and Klungkung on our way back to Ubud and that's fine by me. She even jokes that there's a Dunkin Donuts in Gianyar, and she wasn't kidding. So we stopped and Gabe and I had a Boston Creme donut. And I got an iced coffee too. Bali really isn't infected at all with corporate giants or gigantic white resorts, and it was surprising to see something familiar here.
Arriving back in Ubud felt like coming home. I can't believe I've been here so long, only one more week and then I'm off to Lovina on the north side of the island. I found out I can get my SCUBA license by an internationally recognized school there in only four days. That'd be a cool thing to do while I'm up there. We'll see how ambitious I am.
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