Heard that earthquake was happened in south of Bali made her quite worry. After called her friend in Bali, she become calm down. Then, her travel agent called her, said that pick up time would move in earlier, two hours to avoid traffic jam on the way there due 'takbiran' (tradition to prepare Iedul Fitri festival of moslem people).
Awaited for 2 hours and finally she was picked up on last queue. Sighed after been waiting for long time. Arrived on travel agent centre. Moved to bus. Good bus, clean. But, too bad, her chair was not reclining seat. Something broken on that operation. Gee...she was quite upset. But, luckily she sat alone. One seat only on left side, two seats on right side.
Bus went out, she spent her time by reading Dee novel “Perahu Kertas” until the dark came to her and she could not read due no enough light available. Fell asleep for a while until the direction was on Kraksaan, after Probolinggo. Then bus run fast, passed Paiton, some area which there were sea electric power station. Looked so nice at night with full light everywhere. Like City of Angel. She told to friend by sms, he admitted it was a lovely scenery for whom saw it for the 1st time. If you saw it many times, it become something lousy. Langweillig!
Stopped over at Situbondo for dinner activity. Good menu. Simple but good. Chicken soup, with fried tempe, perkedel, egg, red chilly fish. It was about 8 o'clock. Then, bus run again continuing it job to reach Ketapang crossing. It is about 2 hours. She didn't see some long queue on crossing even though it was holiday festival situation as always happened at the past. Thanks God. No need to wait so long to cross the Bali straits. Bus entered the ferry. She prepared herself to come out the bus and stay inside the waiting room or lounge of ferry as one of safety rule while you were on vehicles on ferry. If something happened like sinking or an accident we can save ourselves by jumping over the ocean. But nobody went out so she also decided to stay on chair and continued her sleep. After about 45 minutes, bus come out. She prepared for the 2nd time to come out and show the ID as a requirement to enter Bali island. This was happened since some terrorist issue blew up and bombing at Bali. But, she didn't do it as the travel agent officer could make sure the Gilimanuk crossing officer to accept her passangers details. Hmm...how come the crossing officer could not check it, how come he could believe the data? If some terrorist could enter Bali again, he could be blamed as he did not check it carefully.
1st DAY
Bus arrived Denpasar at 4 am. It was really morning. On normal way, bus would arrive on 9 or 10 am. She was surprised. Sighed again. ...OMG, what should I do on the said time?? Please deh......My hotel check in was on 12am. ...I had 7 hours on my hand, it had to be filled with something useful, but I had no idea. I was sleepy and had 1st day period. My mood was really bad! …..At 5 am, after dropping over by bus, she put herself on Mcd in front of kuta beach. Ordered some package of rice, fried chicken and hot tea, then she started to eat even though she didn't feel hungry. It was still dark outside. Then after eating, she started to continue reading her novel. Sometimes, she took a look around. Mostly are “bule”. People in brown, blond hair with english language as their conversation. Television also broadcasted some news and sport in english version. She felt she was around a little aussie air, like she ever had been before in Melbourne.
Tired of reading, full of eating, confused where to go. Her period made her felt uncomfortable to have another action like walking on the beach. It was cloudy outside. Sun looked shy to come out. But she could not stay at Mcd for 7 hours. It was suck and bored. She sms some of her friends, finding way out, but it seemed no response. She tought they were sleeping. Then, she decided to go to her hotel to storage some bags for temporary time until her time to check in was coming, she planned to stay at beach. That the best plan she had at that time.
Walked slowly with tiredness, entered Fat Yogi hotel. Thanks God, she could enter the ordered room without additional charge. Usually check in time is on 1 pm, but she was lucky that the room was empty since early morning. How happy she was, considering her bad condition and mood.
The room was clean and tidy. She liked it very much. For cost 170 thousand rupiahs on peak season it was already been worth it. She didn't wait too long to throw away her body on bed and flew to nice dream for a while. Was it?? Extremely tired. Woke up at 12, started to clean herself on hot shower. Then, changed clothes using short sleeve and casual t'shirt.
Went out finding some simple restaurant with cheaper price food. Bamboo restaurant was her choice. Pork fried rice and ginger hot tea was her order. Not bad! After that, walking to Kuta beach. It was not cloudy but also not hot. Sun shined softly. Sat down on pastel color sands, watching happiness of the visitors. Sunbathing, walking, talking, eating, playing on wave, many activities. Bored to sit on one position, she continued to walk to another beach along that sands. Legian beach was the 2nd visiting. It was not really crowded as Kuta, not much seller and quite clean. Then, playing on water, wet the foot with salty water. Continued again to next beach, Double six beach, in front of Legian beach Hotel. It was restricted area. It was quite privacy here. She liked it. She could sit on quite. Spitting rain also decorated that noon. Bored. She went out, walking passing legian street. Window shopping without buying.She met her old friend unplanned. Her friend called her from their car window. They tought she was Japanese tourist, hahaha...
Tired of walking around, she felt hungry then she went to 2nd restaurant with same style. Cheap restaurant. Nusa indah restaurant. Many bule's there. She ordered tempe penyet. Missed the traditional east java's food. Too bad, it was really different. It was Bali style. Small tempe with plain chilly. Never mind. Just eating, that be back to hotel to take a rest. Tired of this day was still on her. After taking bath on hot water, she laid down her body on bed. Done some sms with friends and read novel until she could not stand to close her eyes. Goodbye Sunday!
2nd DAY
Woke up in the morning. Lazy! It was cloudy outside. Aimed to swim could not be done as she was on period. It was still bad mood. Hmm, it was not good to enjoy holiday then. Could not reach news or change story with her someone made her really upset. She decided to find another alternate person. Hahaha.... she laughed by herself, seemed she agreed with her brilliant idea. Took her novel, reading it and having breakfast. Scrambled omelette, toast bread, some fruits and hot tea accompanied her morning. Also, took some picture of herself as reminder of what she was doing and what place she was staying.
Felt asleep thinking so many plans until lunch time. Took a bath, dress, then going to same restaurant. Pork asam manis. Yummy....Three cute English man came and sat besides her table. Yuhuuu...good scenery! After full of food n nice look, second purpose was going to Discovery mall, about 15 minutes walking. Main aim was finding some magazines or novels as her novels was almost on last page. Gee...couldn't find much book store except Periplus as the only lord . It was a special bookstore sold english magazines and books. Tired reading english books. Did not interest at all. Sms her friends again, and they laughed reading her complaint. Then, she went to beach at the back yard. Sat down again on beach. It was still and quite. Not crowded like at Kuta. She could spend some hours by watching the waves and her imagination was flying out there...
After buying some gifts for family, she was back to hotel. On the way to Kuta, she stop over at Colonel Sanders restaurant a.k.a KFC, bought one chicken burger and one Milo milk then sat outside. Suddenly she heard someone said...are you alone, can I join?... What!!! she screamed in mind, of course, maksud lo..sir???....but on polite way she just said No sir, I am sorry. By gentle, he left her. Good! After KFC, she walked again and find cheap massage. Twenty five box for half an hour food reflexiology. Not bad huh...Hmmm, so far it was just gentle massage, not R. Never mind...continued her walking, be back hotel, but did not forget to buy dinner. Fried mihun was her next choice. Even the price was quite expensive, but she was satisfied. It was the best taste. Why she could say that? As Bali was not good for culinary taste. La Walon resto became her place to spend a night. Back to hotel, spending time by YM with friend until she felt asleep again, with little hope that her friend could come and see her. She felt lonely. Bad mood made her feeling change. At first she planned to go alone to Bali with full spirit but finally she did not feel it. Again, just lonely.
3rd DAY
It was cloudy again on next day. Ham bread and Maryamah Karpov novel accompanied her. Her mood dropped 100%. She spent that morning by sleeping and sleeping. Cloudy and cold outside accompanied her sleep. When the clock showed 12 noon, her stomach started to feel hungry. She woke up laziness, took a bath, wore short pant then went out finding a lunch. Pork satay was her lunch. Hmmm, some days were full of forbidden foods. She said that to herself. Forbidden for moslem unity.
After that she walked to the beach. Yuppiii, she found Indonesia magazine. She was very happy, like finding diamond at mud, oh no, it was too exaggerate. Then, she just sat down at beach, at light brown sands, watched visitors were doing many things like they used to do at the beach. So many visitors, mostly domestic than overseas. As this was long holiday. After some times, she felt bored, then brought herself to Mcd in front of beach and ordered some ice cream. Found a right place then started to enjoy and read again...
Half hour running, her friend called. She was very happy. He was a guy she expected to come and accompany her for some hours, spending spare time together. Then, about one hour, he came. Just sat down again at beach, waited for sunset, talked, laughed and made some pictures. He liked making photograph. Many shoots came from him. She was very happy. She had some additional pictures, good pictures, not bored like the day before as she shot by herself. Thanks a lot to him, a good friend from the past. Even though he only came a while, as he still had some appointment with his big family but she admitted that she enjoyed it. They continued their chatting at night via YM while they were going to sleep.
4th DAY
Morning came. Laziness is still with her. Prepared and packed to be back to hometown. OMG...finally! She missed the real city, someone and life inside. Check out on 12, then had lunch first before running to train centre. Arrived too early as she did not get traffic jam like some times before. Went to bookstore for a minute, bought some books to accompany her on her way home. Bus came, took her to Gilimanuk crossing, then change with train after waiting for about 3 hours at Banyuwangi rail station. Beautiful scenery along way of stacking of rice fields and beaches decorated her time. Luckily she had an executive ticket thus she could stay at executive lounge. Train came, the air condition was very cold. Jacket, blanket and sarong already been with her but still, she felt cold. But at least she could sleep well. She put the seat off to make it comfortable. At six a.m in the morning she arrived. Finally! Tired and happy became one story. Thanks for the enjoyable trip!
Awaited for 2 hours and finally she was picked up on last queue. Sighed after been waiting for long time. Arrived on travel agent centre. Moved to bus. Good bus, clean. But, too bad, her chair was not reclining seat. Something broken on that operation. Gee...she was quite upset. But, luckily she sat alone. One seat only on left side, two seats on right side.
Bus went out, she spent her time by reading Dee novel “Perahu Kertas” until the dark came to her and she could not read due no enough light available. Fell asleep for a while until the direction was on Kraksaan, after Probolinggo. Then bus run fast, passed Paiton, some area which there were sea electric power station. Looked so nice at night with full light everywhere. Like City of Angel. She told to friend by sms, he admitted it was a lovely scenery for whom saw it for the 1st time. If you saw it many times, it become something lousy. Langweillig!
Stopped over at Situbondo for dinner activity. Good menu. Simple but good. Chicken soup, with fried tempe, perkedel, egg, red chilly fish. It was about 8 o'clock. Then, bus run again continuing it job to reach Ketapang crossing. It is about 2 hours. She didn't see some long queue on crossing even though it was holiday festival situation as always happened at the past. Thanks God. No need to wait so long to cross the Bali straits. Bus entered the ferry. She prepared herself to come out the bus and stay inside the waiting room or lounge of ferry as one of safety rule while you were on vehicles on ferry. If something happened like sinking or an accident we can save ourselves by jumping over the ocean. But nobody went out so she also decided to stay on chair and continued her sleep. After about 45 minutes, bus come out. She prepared for the 2nd time to come out and show the ID as a requirement to enter Bali island. This was happened since some terrorist issue blew up and bombing at Bali. But, she didn't do it as the travel agent officer could make sure the Gilimanuk crossing officer to accept her passangers details. Hmm...how come the crossing officer could not check it, how come he could believe the data? If some terrorist could enter Bali again, he could be blamed as he did not check it carefully.
1st DAY
Bus arrived Denpasar at 4 am. It was really morning. On normal way, bus would arrive on 9 or 10 am. She was surprised. Sighed again. ...OMG, what should I do on the said time?? Please deh......My hotel check in was on 12am. ...I had 7 hours on my hand, it had to be filled with something useful, but I had no idea. I was sleepy and had 1st day period. My mood was really bad! …..At 5 am, after dropping over by bus, she put herself on Mcd in front of kuta beach. Ordered some package of rice, fried chicken and hot tea, then she started to eat even though she didn't feel hungry. It was still dark outside. Then after eating, she started to continue reading her novel. Sometimes, she took a look around. Mostly are “bule”. People in brown, blond hair with english language as their conversation. Television also broadcasted some news and sport in english version. She felt she was around a little aussie air, like she ever had been before in Melbourne.
Tired of reading, full of eating, confused where to go. Her period made her felt uncomfortable to have another action like walking on the beach. It was cloudy outside. Sun looked shy to come out. But she could not stay at Mcd for 7 hours. It was suck and bored. She sms some of her friends, finding way out, but it seemed no response. She tought they were sleeping. Then, she decided to go to her hotel to storage some bags for temporary time until her time to check in was coming, she planned to stay at beach. That the best plan she had at that time.
Walked slowly with tiredness, entered Fat Yogi hotel. Thanks God, she could enter the ordered room without additional charge. Usually check in time is on 1 pm, but she was lucky that the room was empty since early morning. How happy she was, considering her bad condition and mood.
The room was clean and tidy. She liked it very much. For cost 170 thousand rupiahs on peak season it was already been worth it. She didn't wait too long to throw away her body on bed and flew to nice dream for a while. Was it?? Extremely tired. Woke up at 12, started to clean herself on hot shower. Then, changed clothes using short sleeve and casual t'shirt.
Went out finding some simple restaurant with cheaper price food. Bamboo restaurant was her choice. Pork fried rice and ginger hot tea was her order. Not bad! After that, walking to Kuta beach. It was not cloudy but also not hot. Sun shined softly. Sat down on pastel color sands, watching happiness of the visitors. Sunbathing, walking, talking, eating, playing on wave, many activities. Bored to sit on one position, she continued to walk to another beach along that sands. Legian beach was the 2nd visiting. It was not really crowded as Kuta, not much seller and quite clean. Then, playing on water, wet the foot with salty water. Continued again to next beach, Double six beach, in front of Legian beach Hotel. It was restricted area. It was quite privacy here. She liked it. She could sit on quite. Spitting rain also decorated that noon. Bored. She went out, walking passing legian street. Window shopping without buying.She met her old friend unplanned. Her friend called her from their car window. They tought she was Japanese tourist, hahaha...
Tired of walking around, she felt hungry then she went to 2nd restaurant with same style. Cheap restaurant. Nusa indah restaurant. Many bule's there. She ordered tempe penyet. Missed the traditional east java's food. Too bad, it was really different. It was Bali style. Small tempe with plain chilly. Never mind. Just eating, that be back to hotel to take a rest. Tired of this day was still on her. After taking bath on hot water, she laid down her body on bed. Done some sms with friends and read novel until she could not stand to close her eyes. Goodbye Sunday!
2nd DAY
Woke up in the morning. Lazy! It was cloudy outside. Aimed to swim could not be done as she was on period. It was still bad mood. Hmm, it was not good to enjoy holiday then. Could not reach news or change story with her someone made her really upset. She decided to find another alternate person. Hahaha.... she laughed by herself, seemed she agreed with her brilliant idea. Took her novel, reading it and having breakfast. Scrambled omelette, toast bread, some fruits and hot tea accompanied her morning. Also, took some picture of herself as reminder of what she was doing and what place she was staying.
Felt asleep thinking so many plans until lunch time. Took a bath, dress, then going to same restaurant. Pork asam manis. Yummy....Three cute English man came and sat besides her table. Yuhuuu...good scenery! After full of food n nice look, second purpose was going to Discovery mall, about 15 minutes walking. Main aim was finding some magazines or novels as her novels was almost on last page. Gee...couldn't find much book store except Periplus as the only lord . It was a special bookstore sold english magazines and books. Tired reading english books. Did not interest at all. Sms her friends again, and they laughed reading her complaint. Then, she went to beach at the back yard. Sat down again on beach. It was still and quite. Not crowded like at Kuta. She could spend some hours by watching the waves and her imagination was flying out there...
After buying some gifts for family, she was back to hotel. On the way to Kuta, she stop over at Colonel Sanders restaurant a.k.a KFC, bought one chicken burger and one Milo milk then sat outside. Suddenly she heard someone said...are you alone, can I join?... What!!! she screamed in mind, of course, maksud lo..sir???....but on polite way she just said No sir, I am sorry. By gentle, he left her. Good! After KFC, she walked again and find cheap massage. Twenty five box for half an hour food reflexiology. Not bad huh...Hmmm, so far it was just gentle massage, not R. Never mind...continued her walking, be back hotel, but did not forget to buy dinner. Fried mihun was her next choice. Even the price was quite expensive, but she was satisfied. It was the best taste. Why she could say that? As Bali was not good for culinary taste. La Walon resto became her place to spend a night. Back to hotel, spending time by YM with friend until she felt asleep again, with little hope that her friend could come and see her. She felt lonely. Bad mood made her feeling change. At first she planned to go alone to Bali with full spirit but finally she did not feel it. Again, just lonely.
3rd DAY
It was cloudy again on next day. Ham bread and Maryamah Karpov novel accompanied her. Her mood dropped 100%. She spent that morning by sleeping and sleeping. Cloudy and cold outside accompanied her sleep. When the clock showed 12 noon, her stomach started to feel hungry. She woke up laziness, took a bath, wore short pant then went out finding a lunch. Pork satay was her lunch. Hmmm, some days were full of forbidden foods. She said that to herself. Forbidden for moslem unity.
After that she walked to the beach. Yuppiii, she found Indonesia magazine. She was very happy, like finding diamond at mud, oh no, it was too exaggerate. Then, she just sat down at beach, at light brown sands, watched visitors were doing many things like they used to do at the beach. So many visitors, mostly domestic than overseas. As this was long holiday. After some times, she felt bored, then brought herself to Mcd in front of beach and ordered some ice cream. Found a right place then started to enjoy and read again...
Half hour running, her friend called. She was very happy. He was a guy she expected to come and accompany her for some hours, spending spare time together. Then, about one hour, he came. Just sat down again at beach, waited for sunset, talked, laughed and made some pictures. He liked making photograph. Many shoots came from him. She was very happy. She had some additional pictures, good pictures, not bored like the day before as she shot by herself. Thanks a lot to him, a good friend from the past. Even though he only came a while, as he still had some appointment with his big family but she admitted that she enjoyed it. They continued their chatting at night via YM while they were going to sleep.
4th DAY
Morning came. Laziness is still with her. Prepared and packed to be back to hometown. OMG...finally! She missed the real city, someone and life inside. Check out on 12, then had lunch first before running to train centre. Arrived too early as she did not get traffic jam like some times before. Went to bookstore for a minute, bought some books to accompany her on her way home. Bus came, took her to Gilimanuk crossing, then change with train after waiting for about 3 hours at Banyuwangi rail station. Beautiful scenery along way of stacking of rice fields and beaches decorated her time. Luckily she had an executive ticket thus she could stay at executive lounge. Train came, the air condition was very cold. Jacket, blanket and sarong already been with her but still, she felt cold. But at least she could sleep well. She put the seat off to make it comfortable. At six a.m in the morning she arrived. Finally! Tired and happy became one story. Thanks for the enjoyable trip!
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