The Lonely Planet describes Medan as a confused metropolis of pollution and poverty, where travelers are rare and need to exercise caution. Those that don't just jump on the first bus to somewhere else can expect serious road and Mosque inspired noise, carbon monoxide toxicity and grubby, spartan accommodation. On the upside, it says that … Continue reading 9. Sunny days at Club Med(an)
After three great weeks on Nusa Lembongan and its surrounding islands, the time came to move on to something new. I caught the ferry with a bit more panache than my previous effort and sat in a window seat, sadly watching the island grow smaller. I arrived wanting to beat a lifelong fear of being … Continue reading 8. Vale Lembongan
I'm a disgraceful Australian. Despite growing up on the edge of a coastal Australian city, I've never learnt to surf. It was always something that I assumed I would one day get around to. But, the summers have rolled past and I was still no closer to being a board rider. I had a day … Continue reading 7. Bert, the disgraceful Australian
Nothing funny has happened over the past week. In fact, the past days have been no laughing matter at all. I bought a package tour to climb Gunung Rinjani from a shady looking character called Muly. He had been skulking around the bungalows where I had been staying on Gili Air, regularly appearing at my … Continue reading 5. Rinjani has no sense of humour
It's been days since I've had a massage. Normally when in Bali I spend most of my time face down on a table. This being my last afternoon on Lembongan, I decided it was time. So, this afternoon I had a shower, put on fresh clothes and filled up on water, and made my way … Continue reading 4. Relax sir, plis..
Lembongan has the best Indonesian food I've ever had. The warungs aren't flashy. Theres's no costumed waitstaff or gimmicks to attract the western tourist trade. Far from it. The place that the diving crew introduced me to has a dirt floor, at least three or four prostrate dogs and a single waist-high L shaped bench … Continue reading 3. Becoming a marine mammal
After all of that worry I flew in to Bali, which means I probably didn't need to be worried at all. I decided to come here to help transition to the weather and food and money and such. As usual, the impact was immediate. The familiar noises and smells. The humidity like breathing through a … Continue reading 2. Training wheels