Early Morning Surf

The low tide was early in the morning and this is the best time for surfing in Bali. The waves were great and not so crowded at 7am. 

Today was airport day. We had decided to renew our Indonesian visas by the fly in / fly out option. We had heard so many people having problems that we thought this was the quickest and easiest option. Our friends waited 3 weeks for their extension to come through and it was quite painful to get. It cost us about the same to fly to KL and re-enter and wasn't nearly as stressful.

Flying from the airport in Bali has to be one of the most relaxing airport experiences ever. We are staying close enough to walk, so no issues with parking or negotiation with taxi drivers. The airport has to be the calmest, most relaxed spot in the whole of Bali! Travel tip... If meditation is your thing choose Bali airport!

The flight to KL was 3 hours and on time. The scenery spectacular, islands, volcanoes and we got a good view of the huge new statue in Nusa Dua, Garuda Wisna. On arrival we purchased tickets for the KLIA express. A fast train to the centre. However, after 2 stops we got off and would stay near the airport at Salat Tinggi. It was dark by now but a 5 minute walk took us to The Bunk. This would be our home for the night.

The door was locked so we rang the bell. No one around just a coded door on the first floor and a note. The instructions explained  that if no one was around you should call the number below. If you didn't have a local SIM, there was a WiFi code to send a message. WiFi of course working now as we are in Malaysia. The message continued ... If you don't have a phone, tablet or laptop ... what's wrong with you! 

We made contact and were sent the entry code and directions to our room. A funky hostel and tonight we seem to be the only customers! We dropped our bags, removed the cute cat that had found his way in when we opened the door and went in search of dinner. We didn't have to look far as there were many restaurants. Our choice was to opt for Indian. A few roti and dosas later and our taste buds were thoroughly satisfied.

A short walk back to the hostel stopping in the small supermarket to get porridge for breakfast. The owner was back at the hostel. We chatted, played PlayDo with his young daughter and slept in comfort, rather than at the airport!