Indonesia. Bali Month
After a trip to the island of Sumatra, during which we proceeded along and across all volcanoes and jungles, a spontaneously rational decision was made to settle in Bali for about a month.
Indonesia is an amazing place, and life on each of the islands is so different that you would think that you had already managed to move to a neighboring country. For example, Sumatra is the largest of the Indonesian islands, so hitchhiking and local buses was not only terribly interesting, but sometimes terribly difficult.
It is worth saying a few words about religion: since Islam prevails in the country, certain rules will have to be observed. It is better to forget about shorts, open T-shirts and other bare body parts, so, ladies, with bathing suits, everything is serious here – not right, sir. However, there is a way out of the situation – Bali, which we chose to relax.
Yes, Bali is a special island in Indonesia. Since most of the inhabitants profess Hinduism, therefore, freedom of expression is not impaired here (if you understand what I mean). It is not surprising that the place has become quite popular among travelers, but at the same time it has not yet managed to lose its flavor in the conditions of mass urbanization of the East.
It is great to madness: two oceans, mountains-volcanoes-giants, rice terraces, small villages and, importantly, low prices for almost everything, from fruits to cozy houses on the shore. And the people here are calmer and smarter, perhaps, in comparison with their neighbors from Sumatra or Java, for example.
The main criterion for choosing a settlement in Bali was surfing. Since I am an absolute zero without a stick in this sport, it was decided to stay near Kuta – the main training spots and, accordingly, surf schools were concentrated here. For a beginner like me, the place is perfect, plus they give rental boards.
Of course, Kuta has its drawbacks, but only for those who don’t like noisy parties, the place is т partying ’. Hundreds of young people from European countries come here to light up, so the abundance of nightclubs, bars and dance floors is understandable. For grouchy lovers of a quiet and measured rest, there are also joys, for example, the presence of a food court, where you can have a cheap and angry snack with a burger or kebab (om-nom-nom, my fat men). And also, Kuta is a kind of transport hub, from where it is convenient to get anywhere in the island, so come up with excursions on the run!
By the way, we arrived in Bali in the so-called rainy season. Someone thinks, since it is promised rains, there is nothing to do here, but we know that this is not so. The “rainy season” only means that once a day there will be a downpour, that’s all. Or maybe it won’t. The rainy season is also an abundance of clouds and, as a result, the promise of beautiful sunsets.
Hindu holidays are not subject to sunrises and sunsets, rainy seasons and other climatic “conventions” – colorful ceremonies are inextricable with the life of the Balinese. The presence of the curious eyes of tourists is not a problem for locals, because it is their life, they do not change it to please guests (well done, we would like to do this in Moscow) and at the same time they are completely unobtrusively asking to respect traditions (no, seriously, we would!) .
The coast of the island is washed by two oceans: the Indian and the Pacific, and therefore the beaches are very diverse. Somewhere with black volcanic sand, and somewhere with white, there are coral-shell beaches, rocky, rocky and others. But, unfortunately, there is one problem, and a very significant one – to find a clean beach. Of course, everything is logically explained: the ocean currents have their own schedule, which affects the distribution of garbage in the water and along the beaches. We were not lucky … January – February was the peak of the “garbage” streams: packages, candy wrappers, banks and other wastes were at our service. Of course, the shore is carefully cleaned, but in the water, when I learned to ride a surf, cellophane could easily fly into my face at the most crucial moment – a dubious pleasure, to be honest. Of course, there are net spots, but they are not for beginners at all and they had to be driven far from the overloaded Kuta. The inhabitants of the island, both Balinese and visitors, assured us that the situation cardinally changes every year in late March – April, when waves come and world surfing competitions begin (this is a conspiracy!).
Despite any cons that all of Southeast Asia boasts, Bali attracts and falls in love with itself. There are many pleasant little things that captivate: flowers in the hair of Balinese, colorful sarongs and authentic music, time-lag and freedom of action.
In Bali, it’s easy to feel a different life. Applied art is alive here, and it inspires: architecture, patterns on fabrics, on wood and stones. And nature! Immediately amazing nature: the emerald jungle of Ubud with arrogant monkeys and bright green rice terraces, volcanoes and waterfalls, hot springs, mangroves … It’s just another Indonesia, soft and juicy.