So the verdict is I’m allergic to Bali. That much so after recovering from my last bout of Bali belly I changed my flight and flew out early to Malaysia. For less than $30 I added on a flight to Penang, the food capital of Malaysia. But back to Bali… after Bangkok I had almost 2 weeks with my cousin and his family in a villa in Legion. We had a private pool and were approximately 500m from the Double six beach and it was pretty perfect except for the company (jokes!) and getting ridiculous tummy pain and skipping food for 24hours in an attempt to get it better.
Family context: cousin. We shall describe the family as Seagull, Sweet cheeks, M8 and M11 (Seagull because he swoops in on any leftovers on your plate, sweet cheeks cause she’s so sweet, masters aged 8 & 11). And thank you to Sweet cheeks aka Stace for the invite!
We won’t miss.. Seagull aka Glenn in the front seat and the rest of us squashed in the back seat when we got transport places. Oh yes we’re in Asia so it’s fine to throw plenty of people in the back seat!
M8 &11 cheekiest moment: Attempting to convince their mum that the app we were using for transport was named jerk off (close but it’s actually go jek).
Things I learnt from the family: best spots for Javanese food and then a whole raft of cuisines from Vietnamese to Greek. It was great to be back eating seriously enjoyable meals (on par with Bangkok).
Things they learnt from me temporarily blocking cards on internet banking, credit card protector cases, apps to book transport (grab/go-jek), using blogs to research places, what bumble was.
So I head off on a bumble date... have both adults texting me to check in and then they tell me they did a restaurant walk by after they had finished dinner. They were very proud of the fact they were on the opposite side of the road, although it’s a Bali street so one car wide! Turns out there were no tables so we’d gone to a different restaurant for dinner. Can I just give a plug to Bo & Bun Vietnamese restaurant, even my local friends love it.
The holy hell moment.. when I see a picture of the dog that attempted to bite M8 while at the cooking class. Yep a rescued Pitbull and an overall causal owner of the cooking class who said oh he wouldn’t have meant it (the light bite). Highlights the no liability of things in Indonesia and the controls other governments around the world have put into place. The most we see now in Australia is damage caused by staffies and the only pitbull I’ve see was in Bali (tied up and growling at us).
Random moments.. walking past a wig display and then trying them on egged on by Sweet Cheeks. This resulted in her declaring dark/natural is better and time for the coloured hair to go. A week later I have this former London based hairdresser (Stace) putting the colour on in a hair saloon. The poor Indo hairdresser started asking me how to do it and then explained they have no formal training and she’d never covered bleached hair and was hoping to learn from Stace. That didn’t stop her nail/masseuse colleagues from commenting Stace shouldn’t be using the methods she was using with the developer (? I hate when people how no idea but will offer strong opinions all when a colleague is keen to learn, in the moment I just got the giggles!)
The priceless moment… Stace is trying to discreetly get changed at the beach and wants us to continue on a ‘normal’ convo verses pausing and wondering ‘how are you going to do this’ and just as we are getting into an animated debate…..then the sunglasses vendor appeared. This reduced the volume of our discussion, and provided a distraction to our debate. That was until he went “Oh my god” yep Stace was flashing him, as her top had rolled down, and all of us who turned to look at why he deviated from his sales pitch with that reaction.
Midget boxing… yes we went, coodus to the performers. We stayed for one ‘round’ then got out of there…the owner loved the sound of his own voice so there was like 45min of shouting before the first round and we were with some interesting company (cringe).
Things M8 & 11 learnt from me: Marco Polo game in the pool, how to get beaten at card games and how yummy Peking duck is (my one contribution to meal planning!).
The I can’t believe I had to stare at Seagulls attempt to slice his toe off with his surfboard fin, older cousin pressure came out and I caved. When the questions got difficult ie question 1 should he get stitches I faced timed my Mum to handle and provide correct advice. I’m so brave with human gore… how I can do it for animals but not humans doesn’t make sense. Note to people you should pack butterfly clips in your first aid kit as neither the doctor or any pharmacy in the area had them. Clearly our kits were missing them, without stating the obvious too much!
I also can’t believe Seagulls motorbike driver had to play doctors assistant and hold the toes for the Doctor and pre that Seagull used a toothbrush to clean the wound. And for those that know me, you wonder why I’m ‘quirky,’ ahhh genes.
Why do the beach vendors block out your view of the sunset after we had told them no thank you (in Indonesian)? It’s not going to change our mind, just further ruin our quiet enjoyment of the beach and our conversation. Oh yes I said quiet, that’s ironic seeing how much we all talk unless our heads are in a book!
I’m not going to miss getting shouted and honked at every few metre ‘taxi, taxi’ or getting sick every moment ok it was 12hrs after I arrived back from Bangkok and then a week later.
I skipped out on the waterbom park visit due to my fear of heights plus the entry cost was outside of my entertainment budget. And due to my stomach I didn’t visit the private orphanage.
The white water rafting trip was the favourite of M11 & 8 until they visited the Bali wakepark (inflatable obstacle course). The rafting was great to get us out of the city and in amongst nature as we floated down 14km of river through jungle and the odd waterfall. Definitely made me want to get to the Victorian Alps/Dargo River again when I’m in Australia next.
And I loved having a partner in crime for yoga classes and made it through an intermediate class. I’m so glad I experienced another part of Bali with them and it was so nice to be constantly laughing either with or at them!