Bisa? Tak bisa...

I've just been to Bali and back and trust me, when i say the days are too short, i mean.. what the hell only 24 hours GOD PLEASE MAKE IT 45 PUHLEESE DEAR GOD kinda short. ahem. before we even knew it, it was time to go home.

Bali is still as beautiful as i remembered it to be. although this time around, i got to see more of how the real Bali operates, and not just through the eyes of a bus-travelling tourist-guide-saddled tourist. we actually hired a car to go around along with the help of 2 trusty maps. and i must say we did a pretty good job even though we got lost about a million times.

stayed over at Legian Beach which is just next to Kuta. hotel room was ok. better than what i imagined it to be...what with Yihaur telling us how crap the room was and etc. damn it.

there's so much i want to write about...but yet again words fail me. i'll just post up pictures and write what i can remember.



The above was at Legian Beach and the moment i saw it it took my breath away. Not exaggerating. It was just so beautiful and the waves were terribly strong and huge. sweet. and the sun was just about setting and there were all these huge white fluffy clouds in the sky.. SWEET! oh and it was low tide. triple points!






Bintang beer is the homebrand...if i'm not mistaken. i've tasted quite a lot of beers and rate hoegaarden and corona being pretty much up there. BINTANG sits up there with them now. it's so good..like..really good. and it's cheap. at 10 000rp per bottle, that makes it about rm4.00. QUADRUPLE POINTS!

the two best places to live on earth? Langkawi and Bali. need i say more?




The next day, we headed off to yet another temple called Uluwatu, situated at the southwestern tip of the island. renowned for its sunset but we went there in the morning, hoping to catch the sunset at another spectacular temple called Tanah Lot. we failed miserably and therefore there was NO SUNSET. bad maps, sucky road signs and death-defying indonesian motorcyclists were some of the factors which culminated into our failure.




Look how cute Li Fu is.




The above was at this place called Puri Saren at Ubud. used to be the palace of the ruler of Ubud long long time ago. Very nice. visited it once with my parents. this time around most of the place was off limits to tourists. DAMN! but nevertheless still a very pretty place.



While we were in Bali our only meals were authentic Balinese food. and by authentic, i mean road side stalls. like...people pushing their carts along the road kinda stalls. throughout the whole trip, we've only had Bakso, which is like an Indonesian meatball dish...comes with a gigantic meatball, a few smaller sized meatballs, some tofu stuffed with meat, sliced cabbage and bits of noodles. very nice. then we had this thing called Babi Guling which i personally found horrible. it's rice with bits of roasted pork, fried pork intestines, fried pork stomach, fried pork lungs...you get the drift. and apparently it's the bomb in bali (no pun intended)...oh well..at least some people liked it.



On our last day in the hotel room. We look real jolly but actually we were devastated. someone suggested we turn into illegal immigrants and start a bakso stall.



Went over to Kuta Beach for some last moments of camwhoring. Kuta is the famous beach. it is THE beach. but Legian's better. honest.




Sadness. do i want to come home? No. do i want to be Balinese? Yes.



Go Team Bintang!

ps. someone got quite drunk..hohoho...but it wasn't meeee! no prizes for correct guesses.