it's the wet season at the moment in bali....tropical storms bucket down...heavy, soaking rain...two or three times a day. we have taken refuge from the current deluge in a small restaurant boasting free wifi...we scoff fried noodles and orange juice for breakfast...an unusual combination but somehow it works here....we try to eat as the locals do.
we planned to sample the bars along JI Legian - the main street of kuta - last night but instead we found ourselves drinking copious amounts of bintang whilst huddled around a small and flickering tv in the corner of our hotel's outdoor bar, with a dozen or so other guests from all over the world, to watch the men's final of the australian open. barracking for federer i texted my parents who i knew would be doing exactly the same. The world is a small place really...
...i'm bored of kuta now. over being hassled into buying more stuff i don't want with every step i take down a dirty, soggy street.... i can't understand why so many australians come here instead of our own, much more beautiful and accomodating east coast. perhaps this is asia and perhaps i will have to learn to accept it with 10 more weeks to go...but for me, kuta is too touristy, too commercial....this can't be the real asia. tomorrow we will explore the rest of the island...bring me monkey forests and hindi temples and beautiful sunsets. that, surely, is the real asia.
stay tuned. xx
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