Sunday, March 02, 2014

Bali and the islands

Time flies - only 2 weeks left! And so many things happening and still so many things to do, I don't really want to leave, would there not be new adventures be waiting for me back home: going skiing, seeing how my kitten has grown, finding a place to live...

The visitor flow to Bali does not seem to end (it's great though) - first Henrik, a friend from Berlin, whom I explored the hights and depths of Nusa Lembongan with: that is jumping from 13-m-high cliffs and being underwater with enormous Manta Rays and other big fish.


Then Ingrid spontaneously came over from Austria and we settled for a few days on the paradise island of Gili Trawangan, cultivating beach bumming and all-night-dancing to Nirvana/RHCP/Kings of Leon cover bands. Gili T. is white sands, turquoise water, no cars or motorcycles, party nights, gigantic seafood BBQs, hundreds of cats (but not a single dog!), chilled out atmosphere, turtles on the reef just off the beach, and even a small surf break in the south, what more does one need...?


Back in Bali, a cultural visit to Ubud was not to be missed, even though the monkeys in the monkey forest were slightly more entertaining than the Puri Lukisan art museum.

Then another friend from Berlin arrived in Bali to spend a month in a Surfcamp, and finally - after having seen most of Bali's tourist attractions - I started to focus on regular surfing. Since I have not really progressed during the past 12 years of my attempts at this difficult sport I decided to take a reputable surf coach, who would run through his success-proof one-on-one training programm with me.

After 2 training sessions and surfing every day for 10 days in a row every muscle in my body hurts, my feet are an assembly of coral cuts and I have blue and black bruises all over. I have caught amazing waves, bigger than anything before, but none of them without help, so I still have a long way to go.

Unfortunately my training programm has come to an unexpected break. Yesterday evening on the way home from a friend's restaurant someone driving by tried to snatch my bag and knocked me off my motorbike. I had to go to hospital to get stitches on my elbow. Luckily I was all covered up and the other wounds are just minor scratches. My clothes are totally torn, though. The stupid guy did not have a chance to get the bag, I had the strap across my shoulders and held it in front. No idea why he still tried.

So now I am confined to stay out of the water for at least a week. I should be ok, hopefully, before the next friend from Berlin arrives, so we can go surfing together during my last days in Bali :)

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