Travel stories and guides from Bali — temples, rice terraces, surfing beaches, cultural life in Ubud, and sunsets on the island’s southern coast.
At the end of 2013, I enjoyed the best 1-month adventure of my young hot life in Bali. It’s almost 10 years to the day that I find myself back here. Smell can be our strongest sense with regards to memory flashbacks, and being back immediately felt familiar.
Read more: Back to Bali (Indonesia Travel Diary #1)
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Bali is shaped like a mutated fish. The southern bit (Uluwatu) looks like said fish made a poop, or has a funny fin flopping around down there, depending on your philosophical standpoint. I rented a scooter for the morning and did a lovely self-guided tour of the floppy fin. This
Read more: Indonesia #2 – Uluwatu
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In the 11th century, the Javanese priest Empu Kuturan, first established a temple in Uluwatu. It was then pimped-out by another popular priest known for his seafront temples. Empu retreated to the completed temple to live out his final days, when he attained moksa – meaning “freedom from Earthly desires”.
Read more: Uluwatu – Surfer’s Wet Dream (Indonesia Diary #3)
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What’s worse than hearing Country Roads being played for the 440th time, is hearing Dancing Queen being played simultaneously at the same volume by the joint right next door. I had been holed up on my homestay for three days recovering from the flu and needed to get out. I
Read more: Bye Bye Bali (Indonesia Travel Diary #13)
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Sanur is what the real Bali feels like, relatively speaking. Shrines, statues, and the smells of burning incense and clove cigarettes, made me feel like I was back in Indonesia. The smells of stale beer, sweaty foreigners, and horseshit on Gili Trawangan, is not Indonesia. If it wasn’t for the
Read more: Sleepy Sanur (Indonesia Travel Diary #12)
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I was so over-eager to get on the plane that I was first in line, but after getting the silent treatment shortly after ticket inspection (and looking back to notice that I was the only one queuing up), I soon realised that I was attempting to board with Business Class.
Read more: Indonesia 2013: Getting to Bali
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Kuta is the party capital of Bali. It’s where Australians flock in huge, friendly hoards. In fact, beautiful youth from all corners of the globe can be found here. It is also rife with drugs, prostitution (legal, apparently) and party animals. During the day you can’t walk 10 paces without
Read more: Indonesia 2013: Exploring Kuta
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