48 hours in Seminyak
"Travel far enough you meet yourself." - Cloud AtlasGoodbye my perfect island escape. I will see you again, but for now. Its onwards to Seminyak. 
Update on how we got home last night. We sat in Gili Frame for over an hour waiting for the rain to subside, when it was clear that it wasn't going to ease up we decided to just ride back to the hotel. It was only fifteen minutes at the most. It was fun and terrifying at the same time. No lights, complete darkness, puddles that came as high as our peddles, but the rain was refreshing, like a cleansing, washing away the past to move forward into the future. However I did almost fall off my bike with laughter when I turned to see Sarah riding up behind me. It was like riding home with E.T. 
We have finally collapsed on the beds in our hotel, Favehotel Sunset in Seminyak. It lt took us five hours to get here, almost a three hour boat ride and almost a two hour bus ride. I am ready to sleep, but we haven't eaten since this morning so shower and venture into the streets for food it is. The hotels elevator smells like bubblegum, totally forgot about this, we were also greated with ice tea. That is good hotel service. When we were driving to the hotel I noticed a restaurant called, Warung Bunana. For some reason it jumped out at me so I chose here for us to go to dinner. We ordered: 1 x garlic roti1 x cheese roti (to die for) 2 x curry ayam 1 x mango lassi1 x coca cola 1 x chocolate roti And it came to 80.000 which is the equivalent to $8 Australian. We werent quite sure what to do with our two days in Seminyak. We pretty much covered all grounds the last time we were here. With some google and instagram research we found.Padang Padang beach.Waking up early we jumped in an uber and drove down here, it was a staircase down and out onto this beautiful beach. It doesn't feel like a bali beach, feels very much like an Australian beach. Its even got the red and yellow flags and lifesavers and surf lessons. 
"Happiness comes in salty water" Had a group of five Muslim women approach and ask to take a photo with me. I politely said sure and smiled for thier photos. Its such a weird custom to take photos with strangers. They said their thanks and stated that I was beautiful before departing. Terima Kasi. (Thank you.) As I finally relaxed on the beach, letting the sun even out my back tans the tide decided to get high and come right up to our stuff. Never had I stood up and rescued my bag so quickly. The towel and shoes got drowned but I protected the phone. Ninja skills! We moved tanning spots, went for another swim and enjoyed another hour in the sun before the midday heat kicked in. 
We decided to go back to Warung Bunana, we just needed more of that cheese roti. It was so delicious. As much as we love to travel and explore new places we are also creatures of habit. In Gili T is was Gili Frame which we were at twice a day. And here in Seminyak it seems to be Warung Bunana, which we've already said we'll have dinner at tomorow. Plus tonight we're going to La Flavela, a restaurant we fell in love with last time we were here. I bet we'll even end up ordering the same meals. For lunch at Warung Bunana we tried a new drink called, Markisa. It was so good! It is passion fruit juice but a soft drink, so kinda like passito but more refreshing and fresh! 
We crossed the road, I thought I was going to die. Drivers in asia be crazy! But we saw this massage place called Ki, sounded promising and looked fancy so we went in and asked for two traditional massages. A girl, perhaps my age took me into the massage room, they start by washing your feet. She asked where I was from, as everyone does here. "Australia," I anwsered."You dont look Australian, your parents?""My Dad is English and Mum is Malaysia,"She nodded as though that made sense. "You are very beautiful," I whispered thanks and said she was to, making her laugh and shake her head. She took me to my table where I got ready for my massage. As she worked I became very conscious on what parts of my body were injured or sore. When she massaged my back, my mind for some reason wondered to my tattoo. "We accept the love we think we deserve," Perhaps that is why my relationships always fail, every man I've loved has been a narcissist. The man I fell in love with I thought was different cause his an introvert, but being away from him and actually thinking about his personality, he does have traits of a narcissist. Which is also probably a big reason he didn't fall in love with me, he didn't think he deserved it. Because when I love someone, I give so much, I put my whole heart into things and that is why I deserve a love like that in return. This train of thought quickly faded into silence in my mind as I enjoyed my full body massage, and I mean full body, every part of my body that masseuses are allowed to touch has been massaged to relaxtion. "You have a strong soul," she told me as she ran her hands down my back. Good to know, I often doubt. As I lay on my back I felt alone, despite the fact of someone else being in the room I had the sense of being alone. Not in a lonely way, that we humans always feel but alone and comfortable within myself. As the hour ended I felt very relaxed and refreshed. I'm definitely coming back here tomorow, $10 for an hour. Why wouldn't I? 
"And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul," We navigated our way to La Favela from memory, we didn't get lost so am proud of us. We sat down at a table and heartbreak! They no longer serve the deep fried haloumi. After that disappointment we read the rest of the menu and ordered way to much food. We got a Greek Platter, open bao pork buns and chicken with asparagus, they were all good choices. We then ordered chocolate mousse for dessert, we were so full but there is always room for mousse.Post dinner and pre food coma setting in we decided to sus out the walk to legian street, half way down I noticed this bikini throw over in a shop and had to get a look at it. It was $40 but and that just seems to pricey for bali, however I can't stop thinking how much I loved it so I am off to sleep and if I'm still thinking about it in the morning. I'll buy it when we walk past the shop. Yum! I have become addicted to these things! They taste like poptarts and cocopops had a baby! They are in most mini marts so go try them! 
We spent all morning walking Legian street, and yes I did go back I buy my bikini overthrow, as well as a dress, five rings, and a new bag. Its good to know I can still bater. We returned to our Warung Bunana for lunch then crossed the road and returned to Ki for another full body massage. As we walked back to the hotel we stopped in a supermarket for some aeroplane snacks and where in Australia we have chocolates and gum at the checkouts, here in Bali there have condoms and cockrings... bit random. Its now time to pack and say goodbye to Bali. Its been fun! Until next time.
Update on how we got home last night. We sat in Gili Frame for over an hour waiting for the rain to subside, when it was clear that it wasn't going to ease up we decided to just ride back to the hotel. It was only fifteen minutes at the most. It was fun and terrifying at the same time. No lights, complete darkness, puddles that came as high as our peddles, but the rain was refreshing, like a cleansing, washing away the past to move forward into the future. However I did almost fall off my bike with laughter when I turned to see Sarah riding up behind me. It was like riding home with E.T. We have finally collapsed on the beds in our hotel, Favehotel Sunset in Seminyak. It lt took us five hours to get here, almost a three hour boat ride and almost a two hour bus ride. I am ready to sleep, but we haven't eaten since this morning so shower and venture into the streets for food it is. The hotels elevator smells like bubblegum, totally forgot about this, we were also greated with ice tea. That is good hotel service. When we were driving to the hotel I noticed a restaurant called, Warung Bunana. For some reason it jumped out at me so I chose here for us to go to dinner. We ordered: 1 x garlic roti1 x cheese roti (to die for) 2 x curry ayam 1 x mango lassi1 x coca cola 1 x chocolate roti And it came to 80.000 which is the equivalent to $8 Australian. We werent quite sure what to do with our two days in Seminyak. We pretty much covered all grounds the last time we were here. With some google and instagram research we found.Padang Padang beach.Waking up early we jumped in an uber and drove down here, it was a staircase down and out onto this beautiful beach. It doesn't feel like a bali beach, feels very much like an Australian beach. Its even got the red and yellow flags and lifesavers and surf lessons. "Happiness comes in salty water" Had a group of five Muslim women approach and ask to take a photo with me. I politely said sure and smiled for thier photos. Its such a weird custom to take photos with strangers. They said their thanks and stated that I was beautiful before departing. Terima Kasi. (Thank you.) As I finally relaxed on the beach, letting the sun even out my back tans the tide decided to get high and come right up to our stuff. Never had I stood up and rescued my bag so quickly. The towel and shoes got drowned but I protected the phone. Ninja skills! We moved tanning spots, went for another swim and enjoyed another hour in the sun before the midday heat kicked in. We decided to go back to Warung Bunana, we just needed more of that cheese roti. It was so delicious. As much as we love to travel and explore new places we are also creatures of habit. In Gili T is was Gili Frame which we were at twice a day. And here in Seminyak it seems to be Warung Bunana, which we've already said we'll have dinner at tomorow. Plus tonight we're going to La Flavela, a restaurant we fell in love with last time we were here. I bet we'll even end up ordering the same meals. For lunch at Warung Bunana we tried a new drink called, Markisa. It was so good! It is passion fruit juice but a soft drink, so kinda like passito but more refreshing and fresh! We crossed the road, I thought I was going to die. Drivers in asia be crazy! But we saw this massage place called Ki, sounded promising and looked fancy so we went in and asked for two traditional massages. A girl, perhaps my age took me into the massage room, they start by washing your feet. She asked where I was from, as everyone does here. "Australia," I anwsered."You dont look Australian, your parents?""My Dad is English and Mum is Malaysia,"She nodded as though that made sense. "You are very beautiful," I whispered thanks and said she was to, making her laugh and shake her head. She took me to my table where I got ready for my massage. As she worked I became very conscious on what parts of my body were injured or sore. When she massaged my back, my mind for some reason wondered to my tattoo. "We accept the love we think we deserve," Perhaps that is why my relationships always fail, every man I've loved has been a narcissist. The man I fell in love with I thought was different cause his an introvert, but being away from him and actually thinking about his personality, he does have traits of a narcissist. Which is also probably a big reason he didn't fall in love with me, he didn't think he deserved it. Because when I love someone, I give so much, I put my whole heart into things and that is why I deserve a love like that in return. This train of thought quickly faded into silence in my mind as I enjoyed my full body massage, and I mean full body, every part of my body that masseuses are allowed to touch has been massaged to relaxtion. "You have a strong soul," she told me as she ran her hands down my back. Good to know, I often doubt. As I lay on my back I felt alone, despite the fact of someone else being in the room I had the sense of being alone. Not in a lonely way, that we humans always feel but alone and comfortable within myself. As the hour ended I felt very relaxed and refreshed. I'm definitely coming back here tomorow, $10 for an hour. Why wouldn't I? "And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul," We navigated our way to La Favela from memory, we didn't get lost so am proud of us. We sat down at a table and heartbreak! They no longer serve the deep fried haloumi. After that disappointment we read the rest of the menu and ordered way to much food. We got a Greek Platter, open bao pork buns and chicken with asparagus, they were all good choices. We then ordered chocolate mousse for dessert, we were so full but there is always room for mousse.Post dinner and pre food coma setting in we decided to sus out the walk to legian street, half way down I noticed this bikini throw over in a shop and had to get a look at it. It was $40 but and that just seems to pricey for bali, however I can't stop thinking how much I loved it so I am off to sleep and if I'm still thinking about it in the morning. I'll buy it when we walk past the shop. Yum! I have become addicted to these things! They taste like poptarts and cocopops had a baby! They are in most mini marts so go try them! We spent all morning walking Legian street, and yes I did go back I buy my bikini overthrow, as well as a dress, five rings, and a new bag. Its good to know I can still bater. We returned to our Warung Bunana for lunch then crossed the road and returned to Ki for another full body massage. As we walked back to the hotel we stopped in a supermarket for some aeroplane snacks and where in Australia we have chocolates and gum at the checkouts, here in Bali there have condoms and cockrings... bit random. Its now time to pack and say goodbye to Bali. Its been fun! Until next time.
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