From now it can only be better

It feels like it was ages since last since pandemics and who know what but I am finally on my way again. Left my home with my backpack and this time I aim to escape Swedens darkness and winter cold for blue skies and a warming sun at Bali Now, since I fly with Emirates the trip goes via Dubai, of course.

Bali is far away from Sweden and the flight is really brutal, therefore I was really happy when I found this flight with a short stop in Dubai, roughly three hours before next flight to Denpasar, Bali. Unfortunately for me, Emirates did now followed their own plan and suddenly my flight was rescheduled to a 8 hours break in Dubai. If this wasn’t enough the plane was completely fully booked and my chair neighbour smelled like she hadn’t discovered showers yet, multiple people were coffin and if thats not bad enough, a lot of screaming kids…this is not good for my mental health.

Once arrived at Dubai airport I went over to Premium lounge, maybe not that premium but still. Comfy chairs, food, drinks and a lot calmer made it possible to survive the long, to long stop at Dubai airport. Once time for boarding it was time for next surprise.

In front of me, besides me, everywhere…the whole plane was filled with tiny, tiny people who screamed so high that it hurts and give me cold sweats by just thinking about it. But to be fair, once the plane started to prepare for take off they all calmed down and with the exception of one or two cry-attacks the whole 9 hour flight was rather cool.

Now I have arrived to my hotel in Kuta beach, the clock is close to midnight and the temperature outside i 28 degrees, this will be lovely.

Kuta, Indonesia

Woke up really, really tired but cannot feel any jetlag or pain in my throat. Hopefully no one on the plane was contagious. A quick shower later I had breakfast at the hotels roof, which besides of being restaurant/bar also had a nice sun terrace together with a large pool. Indonesia still has some covid restrictions in place so there was no breakfast buffet, instead you ordered one of the following alternatives: English, American or Indonesian. Since I am taught to have an open mind I went for the Indonesian which was a huge plate of fried noodles, deep fried chicken and a plate of fresh fruits. Not a normal start of the day for a swede but don’t misunderstand me, it was really tasty!

Took a really relaxed day, walking along the beach and looked at the surfers catching wave after wave. Fishermen was sitting on the beach and tried to catch what I assume will be todays dinner and there were a lot of sales people trying to sell you everything from sunglasses to seashells.

I left the beach walk and decided to head up, into the city. Crossed a few streets with dense traffic and yes, I had forgot how intense the traffic is in these countries with all the mopeds and mc everywhere. Once I crossed the bigger streets I entered a labyrinth of small alleys, streets and corners where I would not even attempt to walk if I didn’t saw the local drive there with their mopeds. Even here I was attacked by people trying to sell me stuff but at least here they were selling something useful, like different tours or renting out motor bikes.

Back to the hotel and up on the roof, the sky is blue and its close 30 degrees hot. I am tired from flight and so this sunbed and this pool will be perfect as todays adventure.

Ubud, Indonesia

Right after breakfast it was time to get on the bus to move over to Ubud, by distance not more than around 30km but after just a few minutes in the bus I realised that I took the right decision to take the bus instead of renting a scooter which was my original plan. My first issue which I to be honest didn’t thought of first, they are driving on the left side here but it that is not the major issue. The major issue is that I do not get the rules, the traffic signs are obvious ignored but still, in some way which I do not understand they know when to drive, or to stop. Once driving the number of lanes doesn’t really matter, you simply drive where it is room for you.

Ubud has a bit of a hippie aura with a lot of artist, yoga and alternative people and trust me, you will notice it as soon you arrive. It didn’t take long before the first old lady with full yoga outfit walked pass me and it never stopped, they were everywhere! But its not the yoga which had my attention, instead it was Sacred monkey forest. A nice protected area with a large temple which is populated by monkeys, I mean to the honest…you can’t get closer to the “Jungle book” than this?!?
The monkeys are semi-free which means that they are free to roam as they want however while they are here, they are monitored, gets feeded and if they get sick they get help. This together with its a huge tourist attraction is what you say, a win win situation.

I also had time for a quick walk through the city, city center is pretty small but its very cosy with a lot of restaurant’s, cafe’s and shops. Its really touristic here but still, the hippie vibe makes it feel really nice anyway but lets see if I still think this tomorrow.

Campuhan ridge walk together with Ubud Palace/Market

I am still in Ubud and the day started with a rather short but spectacular hike up and along a ridge. The start was a bit creepy but once you where on the ridge you walked along small rice fields and a fabulous surrounding which I unsuccessfully tried to capture with my camera. The weather is a bit cloudy and during my breakfast it was actually raining (yes, its rain season now). The cloud made the hike more comfortable though, the hike is really exposed to the sun and it gets really hot once the sun is shining on you. At the end of the hike we had blue sky again and by the look of my t-shirt, it looked like I hade been swimming in the ocean.

I spent the afternoon at Ubud Palace and to be fair, I think I should hired a guide because I did not understand anything but yea, I guess it some ruins, some statues and the scent of incense was heavy, but thats not just for Ubud Palace, the scent is all over Ubud. Since I didn’t understood anything I decided to skip being cultural and headed to the market instead. Not that easy to find since they had moved the market because renovation but I found it and it was street after street with all you can think off. Shawls and t-shirts to ashtrays, masks or knifes and even swords. Everything is mixed with tiny tiny restaurants and everybody, from shops to restaurants and even the taxi drivers has people trying to catch your interest but kudos to them, they accept a no thank you without any hassle.

I also noticed that we share room, it is Oggy the cockroach who lives in our bathroom together with this friend Thox, the lizard. They respect us and are staying at their side so I respect them however my anonymous travel company is not that happy about it. Nothing has been stated yet but I believe I am suppose to evict them at any time.

Towards Munduk but first some dance

Finished the nigh in Ubud with revisiting the Ubud Palace for a dance show in traditional Balinese dance, Leogong. To be fair, I am just as confused now as during my first visit, i did not understand the story and I am just as impressed as I am scared of the dancers. They do have a different style with an extraordinary body control which made it all creepy to look at when they waved their armes, waggled their heads and suddenly stared at you. I tried to record some of it but doubt that you get the same feeling through the screen but in either way, I strongly recommend a visit if you ever visit Ubud,

Today I spent most of the time riding the bus to Munduk. The trip went through small villages, across rice fields, over high mountains and through deep valleys. The road reminded me a lot of the so called death road in Bolivia except this one has tarmac, has something which looks like two lanes and in most cases, have crash barriers. The road is still winding along high cliffs where you hardly see the bottom though. Our driver did handle the bus to perfection and we arrived both healthy and without any motion sickness which is rather unbelievable.
Once on site we did notice though that you can travel by bus to Munduk, it is much harder to travel from Munduk, actually we cannot find any bus away from here. I guess you need to be Balinese to understand that logic but the problem got solved over a good cup of coffee, which you had to filter between your teeth because of all coffee grounds by founding a possibility to rent a guide, with car including pickup at any place at Bali. Suddenly it become rather more expensive than expected but hey, shit happens and with a exit plan I can now focus on the lovely nature and hopefully spot some waterfalls.

Munduk – Jungle hike to waterfalls

Todays goal was to visit waterfalls. Munduk is kind a famous for their multiple waterfalls and to not have to walk along the larger roads where an guide was hired who could take us through the rice fields and forest to a few different falls and what a hit it was.

First of all, he spoke really good english so he could both explain things for us but also, we could ask questions. This might be common sense for you guys but I had for example no idea that you may harvest rice two times per year, each rice field/terrace has its own owner and they use palm trees to mark the borders and the most dangerous animal on Bali is dogs.

Once we left the rice fields and entered the forest it was for sure that we would have been lost without our guide but not only that. Our guide had a background as biologist and could and did explain a lot about the eco system right here and while walking along a tiny path he pointed out both fruits, nuts, spices and large crickets. I have probably missed something but we saw and tasted/smelled at wild ginger, turmeric, nutmeg, papaya, pepper, avocados, bananas and something I never seen or heard about before, snake fruit (salak). It is called snake fruit because if its skin but it tastes a bit like mango.

But what about the waterfalls? Yes we did find three of four in Munduk Valley. Red Coral Waterfall which was the first we visited was elegant, almost as controlled water flow lite from a shower. Labuan, our second was much smaller in height but still more brutal since it was wider and the last, Melanting water was the biggest, 75m high and when you are standing there, at the bottom and doesnt here anything else than the wild roar and feel the wind from the water, then you really feel small.