You know, when you imagine vacations, don't you usually picture a Carnival Cruise or Corona commercial. tropical drinks, feasts of kings, beaches all to yourselves....ahhhh. It's
never an intense sunburn where the tiniest movement provides inconceivable pain. And it is
never never never out of this world unstoppable diarrhea, where the only place to take care of it is a squatter toilet on a moving train.
And that, my friends, is the summary of my time in Indonesia. Freaking sweet. (Does sarcasm translate in this blog? Because it sure doesn't translate in China)
Besides my body killing me (both inside and out) Bali and Java were still beautiful. And the food was still (even though I could barely eat it) delicious.
Without being too graphic, I'll post some pictures and a few anecdotes.
Nusa Lembongan, Bali, Indonesia
The second day at our private resort, we all called a few friends and family to do a bit of bragging (I'm sure they loved that.) Jonny and Josh had rented motorbikes and planned to spend the day exploring the tiny island. I on the other hand, was going to have some amazing "me time" including pool-side fresh fruit juices kicked off by an Indonesian oil massage.
And this is the day I realized that I'm the biggest idiot in the world. I literally got greased up to cook in the sun. Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant!
The massage was awesome. The sunbathing was awesome. The aftermath was not awesome.
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| Don't say "I told you so." |
My nose was bubbling up with liquid and eventually chunks just came off. And you know, when you have such a severe sunburn all over your body, you feel as though you've been beaten with a piñata stick. It just made everything from this point on
really unpleasant. And yeah, it's my own fault. Such a rookie move.
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| I learned my lesson so hard. I'm going to start wearing sunblock in the winter. |
Though I wasn't beautiful, Bali sure was. A true paradise!
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| "Extra Rice" Jonny |
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| This was after: I told Josh not to go up the muddy hill, we went up the muddy hill, we got stuck in the mud, the bike fell over and my nice Nikon D60 camera face-planted in the mud. |
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| Cleaning off my shoes after our little accident. This is my "Look what you did, you little jerk" face. |
The third night, we moved to the other side of the island for a different experience. We stayed in this awesome little hut. I think by that day, my stomach started acting up. All the food I'd had at that point was delicious, but it just wasn't settling.
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| Josh's calamari |
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| Avocado shake with chocolate syrup. Not my favorite. |
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| Our cute little hut |
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| Bathroom out back |
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| I spent a lot of time reading on this porch while the boys were out and about. |
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| Seaweed farming |
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| I love it when I see travelers with kids. What an awesome childhood! |
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| Right after I took this, a gang of schoolgirls on motorbikes came around that corner, nearly running us off the road. |
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| Pretty cool cemetery |
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| I wasn't the only one who got some sun. |
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| Our boat back to the mainland |
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| Even Jonny's long legs can't touch the floor when he sits on these benches. |
Denpasar, Bali to Surabaya, Java
Once we were back on the big island, we quickly found a taxi to the bus terminal. We decided to spend a night in Denpasar (because none of us were feeling great) and then take a bus to Java, where we would catch a train to Surabaya. It was nice to have a hot shower and a/c for a change.
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| Riding motorbikes in this city was much different than on the little island of Lembongan. So many people doing so many different things. I pretty much was in a constant state of prayer on the back of that bike. |
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| Jon and Josh had a great time riding around the city and exploring, I spent the majority of the time resting.. you know, the best you can when your whole body is burnt to a crisp and your stomach is a ticking time bomb. |
On the road to Surabaya....
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| Going to vomit? or worse? |
Stay tuned.......
