Part 1: Hello Padang Bai!
|Padang Bai bay|
“So this is the place I should have been for the last two months”, was my first thought as I wound my way through a sexily curved hill. I had passed out of Sanur, through open and windy bypass accompanied by the three tenors of jungle, countryside and mountains. Music to my eyes. Frequencies of other people became less and less and I cannot tell you the sheer joy I felt as I turned off the bypass for the town. No one followed, no one in front. Just me and Gloria, my heart soaring, I could be a true recluse for at least five minutes! Anyone with introvert tendencies will tell you how wonderful it feels to be somewhere and be alone, because even though you can’t explain it, you kind of hate everyone as a whole mass herd. It’s nothing personal.
|Fire poi at Sunshine Bar, Padang Bai|
“This is my jam!” says Katia. My Aussie travel pal of a few years now, she’s as short, blue eyed, hyperactive and also laid back hippy-rooted antipodean ‘cousin’ who appreciates food as much as I do. We met in New Zealand and bonded over wine and a shared hatred of shivering in the cold; it was always going to be friendship at first giggle and glug. She’s really talking about the music playing at Sunshine bar, but in my head, while watching fire poi and a few dogs playing in the darkness, that’s how I feel about Padang Bai.
Facing fears bobbing along
|Sunken Buddhas at Jepun reef|