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• twenty eight

  Posted at 10:12 am by jasminedesirees, on March 16, 2015

  Yesterday was my birthday, I spent a great weekend exploring the San Diego area, sleeping on the beach, and eating cupcakes. I was thinking back over the past year, and how amazing it’s been, so I wanted to take a little time to reminisce, and share some of my favourite experiences.

  

  March 2014- On my birthday last year, we were on a trip to visit New York City for the first time, and it was everything I’d been dreaming of. It was kind of one of those spontaneous trips where you’re not sure if it’s really necessary, but you could do it, so we did, and I’m so, so glad. We also visited Niagara Falls, and got one of my friends married off in Toronto.

  April 2014- Last April, my sister came out to visit me in San Francisco for the first time, and we had the best weekend ever. We took a last minute road trip down to L.A. to spend a few days with my family. I don’t get to see them as often as I’d like, so driving down to meet up with them was kind of a no-brainer, even though we had to change a flight we already had booked, and rent a car in order to get there. We also went out to Phoenix for the weekend for the first time, not realizing then that we’d be moving out there in less than a year.

  May 2014- In May, we were well on our way to finalizing plans for our trip. We were spending as much time with family and friends as possible, and really enjoying our last few weeks of living in California, including a lovely day in Capitola.

  June 2014- In June, we spent a few days visiting my family in Montana, and then took off for Thailand, mid-month. I loved visiting Bangkok, the Floating Market and the White Temple.

  July 2014- In July, we moved down to the islands of Thailand, including Phi Phi and Railay, and then spent a couple of weeks in Cambodia, visiting Angkor. Ta Prohm was my favourite place in the world. We also spent a few days in Singapore, and visited the Cloud Forest, and the Supertrees.

  August 2014- In early August we finished up our last few days in Indonesia, including the most amazing time diving in Flores and trekking with Komodo dragons. Then we finally landed in Australia, hung out in Sydney for a few days, then started our road trip up to Cairns, and also, this happened.

  September 2014- In September we were still creeping around Australia. We visited Whitehaven, spent a few weeks working on a farm, and then a few more weeks hanging out in Byron Bay, and hiking to the lighthouse every day. This is still the most amazing graffiti I’ve ever seen.

  October 2014- In October, we made the decision that as much as we loved Australia, it was too expensive for us, so we headed back to Indonesia, to relax on the Gili’s, hike Batur, trek Rinjani, visit the beach of my dreams, and creep around in Kuta Lombok, and South Kuta.

  November 2014- In November we took a spontaneous trip to the Philippines (posts coming this week!) and eventually, made our way back to California.

  December 2014- In December, we spent as much time as we could with our friends and family in California, then packed up our stuff and moved to Phoenix.

  January 2015- In January, we spent a blissful week in Montana, made a quick trip up to Canada to experience the -40 weather and load up on ketchup chips, and then headed back to start life in Arizona.

  February 2015- In February, we finally got our furniture and got actually moved in to our new place, and then got to start exploring our new state with trips to Antelope Canyon, Horseshoe Bend, and the Grand Canyon.

  Posted in exploring, life, travel | 2 Comments | Tagged Australia, birthday, Cambodia, exploring, Indonesia, life, nyc, Phoenix, Singapore, Thailand, travel

• biking through bali

  Posted at 9:25 am by jasminedesirees, on March 3, 2015

  

  During our last few days in Bali we decided to do a biking tour. We had heard great things about it, and thought it would be a fun way to see some more of the countryside.

  We left from a restaurant near Mt. Batur, it was foggy that morning so our view wasn’t as great as I’d hoped.

  

  

  We hopped on our bikes and set off. It was basically terrifying, I go biking pretty often, but we started off on the side of a very busy road, and it was pretty steep, and I was given strict instructions to never use the front brake, so I obviously used it constantly and nearly sent myself flying over the handlebars a few times.

  Once we got going though, it was great. It was a beautiful day, we got to see a lot of different places including a school, a cock-fighting ring and we even met a guy along the road who invited us to come in and check out his house.

  

  

  Our guide was a young guy, he was very friendly and knowledgeable, and told us a lot about Balinese culture, so I thought I would share everything that I learned:

  -a traditional balinese house has 4 buildings. “a compound” one for the parents, one for the kids, a kitchen, and a spiritual room for rituals. The compound is surrounded by a wall on all sides, to keep negative spirits out, and separate the family from the craziness of the outside. There is only one entrance, which is guarded by statues to ward off evil spirits and black magic, and also statues who are there to welcome friends into the home.

  

  

  -Balinese kids don’t get their names until they are 1 1/2 years old. They believe in reincarnation, so until the child is 1 1/2, they believe that the soul of the child still belongs to the ancestor, so it isn’t right to call them by a different name.

  When the child turns 1 1/2, there is a special naming ceremony where they get their names. Before that, they are known as Wayan, Made, Ketut, etc, which actually stand for their birth order, the oldest child is Wayan, the second is Made, and so on. So when you meet Balinese, you will hear these names a lot, but they are not actually the given names, more like a nickname.

  

  

  -Balinese kids go to school 6 days a week, from 7:30 to 1:30. Primary school is free, and mandatory for all children, but middle and high school is very expensive, so many children can not afford to go, especially people from the country, as many of them don’t yet see the value in continued education. They learn 3 languages, Balinesian, Indonesian, and English, starting when they are about 9 years old.

  

  

  – When Balinese children are born, the Balinese believe that they are born with 3 siblings already, the placenta, the blood, and the other birth liquids that come out with them. The placenta of each child, and each generation, is buried within the house compound of the family, as a way to keep part of every family member connected to the home.

  Young adults may go off to the city to find work, or move away for awhile, but they still feel that their home is very important, and they know they will one day return to look after their parents, and start their own families.

  

  

  -Balinese believe it is not safe for children under 3 months to touch the ground because it will make them sick, so you will always see mothers carrying their young children. At 3 months, there is a special ceremony where they touch the ground for the first time, and then they are taught to stand and walk.

  

  

  -Birthdays aren’t a big deal for Balinese children until they get older. At 17 or 18 they will have a ceremony to celebrate the boys becoming men, and the girls becoming women.

  There is another ceremony that takes place right before Balinese people marry. During the ceremony, the points of the 6 front teeth are filed down to be flat across. The Balinese believe that within every person there is both good and evil, and that the filing down of the teeth helps the person to conquer the bad things within themselves, like greed, jealousy and anger.

  

  

  This ceremony is still performed today, as a way to keep up the tradition, but it isn’t done quite as severely now, because of intervention from dentists. In the past, all the teeth would be filed to be straight across, and the straighter the teeth, the more attractive a person was considered. Now, the points may be filed off the canine teeth, and slightly off the other teeth, but it is more as a way to continue with the tradition.

  

  

  -The traditional Balinese calendar year is only 210 days long, so their years are shorter than ours. They also go by the international calendar as well.

  

  

  It was really hot the day we went biking, and we were pretty exhausted by the time we got to the end of the trip, but it was really fun, and I’m definitely glad we did it.

  Before heading back to Ubud, we had lunch at this beautiful little restaurant, and they served us strips of soybean bark, possibly, in this amazing teriyaki-ish sauce. I have no idea what it was, so I can’t even try to track it down, but it was so delicious that I have dreams about it sometimes.

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 6 Comments | Tagged Bali, bicycle, bike tour, culture, Indonesia, mt. batur, travel

• lost in bali

  Posted at 8:54 am by jasminedesirees, on February 25, 2015

  While we were creeping around South Kuta, we spent a lot of time just cruising around exploring on our moped.

  We got lost a few times, but always found our way back eventually.

  One day we got lost as the sun was starting to go down, and I wasn’t too excited to be riding around on a moped, lost, in the dark, but after a few more turns we wound up driving down a road made entirely of white rock, and ending up on a beach covered in mossy green tide pools where locals were BBQing, swimming, and watching their kids play in the water.

  Some of the best places are the ones you find when you aren’t looking.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 0 Comments | Tagged Bali, beaches, Indonesia, South Kuta, travel

• tagal lalang

  Posted at 9:01 am by jasminedesirees, on February 17, 2015

  

  One of my favourite things about Bali was how green everything was. I’ve never seen anything that green before.

  We stopped in at the Tagal Lalang rice fields in central Bali one day, and they were absolutely breathtaking.

  There are restaurants and shops all along the road to Tagal Lalang, and then all of a sudden there is a break, and it’s just sheer gorgeousness.

  You pay a small fee, but you can climb down and wander around the rice fields for as long as you want.

  Definitely stop in if you are anywhere close to the area, it’s so worth it.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 0 Comments | Tagged Bali, central Bali, Indonesia, rice, rice terraces, tagal lalang, Tagal Lalang rice fields, travel, ubud

• uluwatu temple

  Posted at 8:58 am by jasminedesirees, on February 10, 2015

  While we were lounging around South Kuta, we stopped in at the Uluwatu Temple to watch the sunset.

  It was gorgeous, the temple is right on a cliff overlooking the ocean, and there is a walkway stretching along the cliff in both directions.

  There is also a ceremony that they have every night to bring offerings to the Hindu Gods, and we were able to see that as well.

  Plus the ceremonial wraps that everyone has to wear to enter the temple are the most beautiful colour of purple, so that’s not nothing.

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 0 Comments | Tagged Bali, hinduism, Indonesia, temples, uluwatu, Uluwatu Temple

• south kuta beaches

  Posted at 8:19 am by jasminedesirees, on February 5, 2015

  After our exertions on Mount Rinjani on Lombok, we took the ferry back over to Bali. It was about 4 hours, but there was lots of snacks, so it worked out. D had some family coming to visit, but we had a few days to kill, so we found an amazing surf house to stay at via AirBnB, and settled in for a few days in South Kuta.

  

  

  Please note that there is a huge difference between South Kuta, and Kuta proper. I spent about an hour in Kuta, and that was enough for the rest of my life. It’s ridiculously busy and it’s Hard Rock Cafe’s and Starbucks as far as they eye can see.

  

  

  South Kuta is a lot quieter, with some amazing beaches, and some of the best surfing spots in Indonesia, and some cute restaurants too. Our few days there were pretty much perfect. We would sleep in every day, have mango for breakfast, lay by the pool for awhile and then set out on our rented moped to explore the beaches.

  

  

  We stopped in at so many different ones that I can’t remember all of the names, but my favourites were Uluwatu and Dreamland Beach (not to be confused with Dream Beach).

  

  

  Uluwatu was amazing, we sat in a bar nestled into the rocks, and watched the surfers for hours. It’s weird how watching someone who is really good at something makes you feel like it’s easy and you are probably good at it too?

  

  

  By the time we left there it was taking every ounce of my self restraint to not grab a surf board and paddle out, because I knew in the depths of my soul that I would be a world class surfer, if I could just get over my fear of sharks, and large waves, and learn to stand up on the board (I have actually been surfing lots of times, but these were BIG waves).

  

  

  

  A few days after we were at Uluwatu, there was a killer whale out playing in the waves with the surfers, wish we had been there to see it, but also I probably would have had a heart attack from the stress.

  

  

  

  Dreamland beach was gorgeous, it was a bit off the beaten path, down the kind of dirt road that can only lead to somewhere amazing, or certain death, but absolutely one or the other.

  

  

  

  There is a big hotel there, it was still being worked on when we visited, but it has a huge infinity pool, and you can go hang out there for the day, it’s $10.00 to use the pool, but you get a voucher to spend it on food and drinks, so it’s not too bad.

  

  

  On our way back one day we rode past a house that had a door that my dreams are made of. It was purple, and beautiful, and we will be together one day, I’m sure of it.

  

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 3 Comments | Tagged Bali, beaches, dreamland, Indonesia, kuta, South Kuta, surfing, travel, uluwatu

• trekking mt. rinjani: day 3

  Posted at 10:52 am by jasminedesirees, on January 28, 2015

  Continued from Trekking Mt. Rinjani Day 1 and Day 2.

  On the last morning of our trek, our guide Jamal woke us up at 2:30 AM to start our trek to the summit of the mountain.

  Even as we were crawling out of our sleeping bags, we weren’t sure if we were going to be able to go or not. The wind had been howling all night, and it was absolutely freezing outside.

  

  

  We all huddled together in the porters tent for tea and biscuits, and Jamal explained how the next few hours would go. We would be hiking for 3 hours, in the dark, up the side of the rim, across a narrow strip that was only one meter wide at some points.

  On either side, it was a straight drop down.

  Once we left camp, we wouldn’t be able to come back unless we came back all together, because there were a couple of places on the climb where you could take a wrong turn, especially in the dark, and end up lost.

  

  

  Jamal told us we could go if we wanted, but he wasn’t going up with us, one of the porters would take us. Only about 5 of us decided to make the trip. Derek didn’t come, luckily, because I wore every single piece of clothing both of us brought.

  I wasn’t even sure I was going to go, when I went back to the tent to get ready, but then I figured I’d come this far, so I stuffed a Snickers in my pocket, and pulled a pair of socks onto my hands, and headed out.

  

  

  

  I made it exactly 5 steps before I tripped over a rock in the dark and fell flat on my face. Luckily it was so dark that nobody else noticed, and we all set off.

  I regretted my decision almost immediately. It was freezing, windy, and dark, but the worst part was that the closer we got to the top, the more the ground went from dirt, to volcanic ash. Every time I took a step, I would sink up to my ankles, and slide backwards a little bit, so for every 2 steps I took, I was only moving one step forward.

  

  

  

  It was realllllllly hard, but if you’ve ever met me, you know I am reallllllly stubborn. After two hours of climbing, a couple of the guys in our group decided they couldn’t keep going, so they huddled together behind a rock to wait for the rest of us to come back down. And then there were four of us.

  We got up to the top just as the sun was coming up. The view was gorgeous, you could see the whole island, and the Gili’s off in the distance. The relief of finally being done climbing was the greatest feeling ever.

  

  

  

  We sat up there for about an hour, and then when we started getting really cold again, headed back down to camp. Going down was so much better than going up. The volcanic ash, so treacherous on the way up, was a blast on the way down, and we ran flat out, sliding the whole way. I only fell twice.

  

  

  Breakfast was ready for us by the time we got back down, but I felt so sick that I couldn’t eat anything for the rest of the day. We packed up camp, and headed back down for 6 more hours of hiking down to the base.

  We stopped for lunch at a rest stop, and were accosted by a particularly brash group of monkeys, and I laid in the shade and dreamed about Sprite.

  

  

  When we were an hour from the bottom, I finally couldn’t take it anymore (I had blisters) and had to take my shoes off and finish off the rest of the hike in the barefoot/in my flip flops. I had the dirtiest little monkey feet in the whole world.

  

  

  The trek ended in a little town with a store, and the first thing I did was buy myself a Sprite, and lay down on the ground. It was the single most glorious thing that’s ever gone into my mouth.

  We loaded into the back of a truck for the hour drive back to the trekking center, grabbed our stuff, and went back to our homestay to shower for the first time since we’d left, and sleep for the next two days straight.

  

  

  I just went back and re-read all three of these posts, and it sounds like a pretty miserable experience. It really wasn’t, it was amazing, one of the best things I’ve ever done. It was really hard, I just want to let you know what you’re in for, but I guarantee you won’t regret it.

  I mean you will at the time, definitely, but like three days later, once you’ve eaten, slept, and showered, you’ll feel invincible.

  

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 2 Comments | Tagged hiking, Indonesia, lombok, mt. rinjani, travel, trekking, volcanic ash, volcano

• trekking mt. rinjani: day 2

  Posted at 8:18 am by jasminedesirees, on January 26, 2015

  (Check out part 1 and part 3 of Mt. Rinjani)

  On day 2 of our trekking expedition on Mt. Rinjani, we were woken up just before sunrise, so we could eat breakfast and get going. The second day is the longest day, with the most hiking, about 10 hours to the stopping point for the second night.

  Nobody slept very well, and it was pretty cold when we first woke up, but the porters were awake long before we were, and made a fire and had hot tea waiting for us so we could relax and enjoy the beautiful sunrise.

  

  

  Then we set off down the mountain. Our route for that day was to climb down inside the crater rim to the crater lake, and then climb back up the other side of the crater rim to get to the base of the summit, which we would be attempting the next morning.

  We left camp about 45 minutes before our group of porters, they have to break down camp, and pack everything up, but they are so fast, and have been doing it for so long, that they caught up with us, and passed us, almost immediately. They have to beat their group to the next stop so they can have a fire made and lunch cooking when they arrive. They are pretty much amazing, true story.

  

  

  The initial descent was pretty steep, there were some hand railings, but they were precarious at best. A couple people wiped out, but there weren’t any serious injuries. The sun came out full force about halfway to the lake, and it quickly became very hot.

  It took us about 3 hours to get down to the lake, and by then I was so hot I just kicked off my shoes and ran into the water. It was freezing, but the view was incredible. We were stopping at the lake for lunch but a short hike away from the stopping place was a natural hot springs that we could go swimming in while we were waiting to eat.

  

  

  The water was bright green, and smelled like sulphur. I didn’t go in because I was not feeling good at all by then, I went and had a nap in the shade, but everyone that went in said it was awesome, and that they felt much better afterwards.

  

  We ate lunch, and then started the hike around the lake, and up the other side. It was very strange though, there were dead fish all over the place along the edge of the water. Like hundreds and hundreds of them.

  We asked our guide Jamal about it, and he told us that the President of Indonesia had wanted there to be fish in the crater lake, so he had helicopters full of fish dropped in, but then they couldn’t survive in the water because of the volcano, so they die off in huge numbers. I have no idea if that is true or not.

  

  

  The second half of the second day was pretty brutal. It was gorgeous, hiking through the cliffs with the view of the lake, but it was very hot, and we’d met another group at the lake who were coming the opposite way, and had attempted to make the climb to the summit that morning.

  They told us it was way too windy, and almost nobody made it, and that it was so miserable there were people crying and huddling together behind the rocks. So we had that to look forward to the next day.

  

  

  When we were about 2 hours away from the second night camp, it started to get very steep again, and Jamal told us it was the place where most people get hurt, if they are going to. It was pretty sheer cliffs, and there were occasional hand rails, but it was almost worse to use them because sometimes they would pull right out of the ground.

  

  

  

  Jamal told us a story about one hiker who fell there and broke almost every bone in his body, and a group of porters had to carry him out on a stretcher. It took them a day and a half to get him out of the crater and back to a hospital, and he screamed every time they jostled the stretcher, which I’m sure happens a lot when you’re climbing down the side of a mountain.

  Needless to say, I was superrrrr careful after that.

  

  

  

  We eventually made it up to the top, and our tents were set up, and supper was ready for us since the porters had beat us there by about two hours. As soon as we got there I collapsed into the tent and vowed never to get out again.

  We were up really high by this point, and the clouds were swirling all around the tents, it was amazing. I left the tent door open so I could watch it without moving.

  

  

  

  We ate an early supper, and went to bed right after sunset, because we knew we’d be getting woken up at 2:30 AM to try to make the trek to the summit of the mountain. We didn’t even know at that point if we were going to be able to go, because if it’s too windy they close the climb.

  

  

  

  You have to do the climb in the pitch dark to be up there for sunrise, so it’s already pretty dangerous without adding gale force winds. Jamal told us he’d wake us in the morning, and we’d find out then if we were going.

  

  

  The first night we’d been kind of in some rocks against the cliff, but the second night we were out in the open with no shelter.

  The wind was blowing so hard that the side of the tent kept blowing down and covering our faces while we were sleeping, but I was so exhausted from the last two days that I slept like the dead, and didn’t move at all until Jamal stuck his flashlight into our tent.

  

  

  To be continued on day 3…

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 6 Comments | Tagged crater lake, hiking, Indonesia, lombok, mt. rinjani, travel, trekking, volcano

• trekking mt. rinjani: day 1

  Posted at 8:00 am by jasminedesirees, on January 21, 2015

  (Check out part 2 and part 3 of Mt. Rinjani)

  As I mentioned here, while we were in Indonesia in Lombok, we ended up doing the 3 day Mt. Rinjani hike. I had never heard of it before we got to Gili T, and it sounded kind of cool, but also, every single person I’d met that had done it said it was really, really hard.

  You could tell who had just gotten back from the hike when you saw them out on the streets of Senggigi, because they just looked completely shattered.

  

  

  We kind of thought it would be cool, but didn’t really look into it that much, and then one day D and I just kind of looked at each other and were like, “When are we going to be in Lombok again? Let’s do it”. So here is the story of our Mt. Rinjani trek, broken out by day:

  On the day we left, we got picked up from our homestay in Senggigi, around 5am. We each had a backpack with the warmest clothes we had, and 400 Snickers bars.

  We got dropped off at the climbing center in Senaru, and they gave us banana pancakes for breakfast. I hate banana pancakes, so I was playing with the monkeys climbing in the trees instead.

  

  There were about 10 people total in our group, from all over the world. We had a couple guys from the UK, a girl from Spain, a Canadian couple, and 2 Danes, a mother and daughter. The mother was in her 60’s, and she was very impressive. It was a very hard 3 days, and she kept up with us the whole time.

  Our guide was named Jamal, and he was very sweet and funny. Each group goes up with a guide, and a few porters, depending on how many people are in the group. The porters’ job is to carry all of the camping supplies: tent, sleeping bag, mattresses, food, water, etc.

  

  

  They hike up the mountain carrying extremely heavy loads balanced on both ends of a bamboo pole, usually wearing flip flops, and holding a cigarette in one hand. They only make $15 USD per day, and the goal is to eventually become a guide, but speaking English is a job requirement, so many of the porters use their time with the trekking groups to practice.

  Jamal told us his first day as a porter he made it up to the crater rim, but it was so hard that he set his load down and cried.

  

  

  The first day was pretty hard, it was up hill the whole way (obviously) and it was pretty hot outside. We stopped for a break every 1KM, so I just kept telling myself that I only had to make it to the next rest stop.

  This went on for 6 KM (it was 8 KM total the first day).

  By the time we reached the lip of the crater rim I was completely exhausted and I kind of thought I was going to cry when I realized we had 2 more days like that, but the second I came up on the ridge and saw the crater lake, I immediately forgot about how hard it had been to get up there, and I was so happy we made the trek.

  

  

  It was the most amazing view I’ve ever seen. I got a huge adrenaline rush, and spent at least an hour running all over trying to get pictures from different angles, and just enjoying the view. Beside me, a guy got down on one knee and proposed to his girlfriend.

  

  

  We set up camp on one of the mountain cliffs and the porters made us a delicious dinner. We stayed up chatting, and watching sunset over the mountain, and hung out for a bit just enjoying the view and the millions of stars we could see.

  I remember thinking that I wished it was warmer out so we could just sleep outside under the stars.

  

  

  

  It was incredibly windy up there, I barely slept at all because I was freezing, and because I kept thinking we were going to get blown over the edge.

  

  

  During one particularly nasty gust of wind our tent collapsed, and the cover blew off, so we ended up sleeping outside under the stars anyway. Be careful what you wish for.

  

  

  To be continued on day 2….

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 13 Comments | Tagged Indonesia, lombok, mt. rinjani, travel, trekking, volcano

• lombok: kuta beaches

  Posted at 10:07 am by jasminedesirees, on January 19, 2015

  As I mentioned in this post, the beaches in Kuta Lombok are some of the most beautiful out of everywhere we visited.

  We spent one whole day on a moped going around to see as many of them as possible, and we didn’t even make a dent in how many there are to see (there is one with pink sand, but it’s a bit of a struggle to get to).

  

  

  Our first stop was Mawun beach, about a 20 minute moped ride from Kuta. I must have taken about 500 pictures while we were there, I couldn’t get over how beautiful it was.

  We arrived around 9 a.m., and there wasn’t a single soul there except for two ladies selling fresh mangoes from a little hut.

  

  

  I’ve heard that Maya Bay in Thailand is the most beautiful beach in the world, and it’s gorgeous, but Mawun should definitely be in the running, and we had the entire thing to ourselves.

  Apparently the tourists usually don’t get there until later in the day, and the locals come and go early.

  

  

  

  After Mawun we stopped in at Seger Beach, Tanjung A’an, and Gerupuk, which is a great surfing beach for beginners. We didn’t really have any idea where we were going, except for Mawun, we were just exploring and creeping around everywhere, taking rights and lefts to see where we’d end up.

  

  

  We eventually drove east of Kuta until the road ended at one last beach. We were pretty sunburnt by then, so D stayed on the moped under a thatched awning, and I went down to check out the beach.

  

  

  

  I can’t remember the name of it, but it was breathtaking, and there were dozens of fishermen standing in the water up to their waists all along the cove, wearing straw hats and trying to catch their dinner.

  

  

  

  We eventually found our way back to town, where I bought 5 popsicles and then passed out in a heat stroked coma for the rest of the day.

  

  

  Posted in Indonesia, travel | 1 Comment | Tagged beaches, beautiful beach, Indonesia, kuta, Kuta Lombok, lombok, mawun, travel

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