Today is April 2- one year since we got engaged! And also Betty and Adele’s birthday! :) Wish I was at home.
Day 1- Friday, March 14
Brent woke up in Taipei and was in Bali by early afternoon (after 40 hours of traveling). He spent the day exploring the area and doing a little body surfing.
Day 2- Saturday, March 15
This was our first day in Legian (the area just north of Kuta in Bali). We woke up at about 9am and had a buffet at the hotel.
Day 3- Sunday, March 16
SURFING Day #1!. We got up pretty early and had a great $2 breakfast at ‘Posers’. Then, we headed to the beach covered with sunscreen and zinc! We had a great day of surfing, but the waves were so big that we mostly stayed in the “small” break and rode the already-broken waves. They were still HUGE for my standards tho! I got standing a bunch of times and Brent looked like a real surfer! He he he. Unfortunately, we were so caught up in the surfing that we didn’t notice all our sunscreen and zinc had washed off! We both got HORRIBLY burnt (in really bad patterns cause of our board shorts and rash guards). We were peeling and bubbling for the next 10 days!!! We definitely learned our lesson the hard way this trip.
Day 4- Monday, March 17
Brent woke up with a fever and we were both feeling very swollen and burnt so we ended up spending the day in the air conditioned room reading and napping. Brent’s fever went away with ibuprofen, but kept coming back every few hours (we BOTH happened to bring thermometers with us this trip- lucky!). We only left the room for breakfast at Posers and a nice mexican/indonesion dinner at a place close by (recommended in the Lonely Planet) called Joni’s bar. We watched movies that night until we fell asleep. It definitely wasn’t the craziest St. Patrick’s Day that we’ve ever had. ;) he he he.
Day 5- Tuesday, March 18
After a buffet breakfast at the hotel, we packed up our stuff and hired a car to head over to the east coast of Bali- to a place called Sanur. We were staying at a cute little (well hidden) hotel called the Bumi Ayu Bungalows for $50/night. The staff thought we were on our honeymoon, so they brought us a big pot of flowers and a card saying “Happy Honeymoon”. It was pretty funny.
Anyway, the other couple that we met had apparently been to Bali 59 times- so they were great to have around. That night, they invited us to dinner with them at the local Sanur market (which Lonely planet tells you to stay away from), but is great if you have a ‘guide’ with you. We had AMAZING dinners (rice and chicken satay, bottled water, and fried bananas) for under $2.
Day 6- Wednesday, March 19
We were up early to go WHITE WATER RAFTING on the Telangawaja River in northern Bali (about 1.5 hours away).




That afternoon Brent was still not feeling well and his fever was getting worse- so we decided to call a doctor. We both thought it was just an upper respiratory tract infection- but he couldn’t seem to kick it and the fever was getting worse, so we thought it might be good to get some meds. Anyway, the doctor showed up in no time with a giant suitcase of gear (including all kinds of meds). He was initially worried about Dengue Fever (which would have really sucked- and I didn’t even think about), but decided that we hadn’t been in Bali long enough for that to be the case. He agreed that it was an upper respiratory tract infection, so gave Brent a bunch of meds to get him better! (antibiotics, steroids, paracetamol and something to loosen the mucous in his airways...) All of this (including all the meds) was only $100- but it was covered by insurance anyway, so we were glad we called.
Day 7- Thursday, March 20
We got up really early again- but this time for a day-long bike trip down one of the volcanoes in northern Bali. We were paired up with a nice couple (about our age) from Holland. On our way up the volcano- we stopped at the ‘Botanical Gardens’ (not quite like Sydney’s Botanical Gardens!) for some fresh coffee (yuk), tea and hot coco.
Back at the hotel we spent some time in the evening with Neville and Dave (the Australians). We had our last dinner in Sanur that night at a restaurant called Piccadilly’s.
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