I have a cool video of Mr. (or Ms., women can be lizards too) Lizard. My site won’t let me upload it right now though. The Chinese couple next to me noticed it first with a shrill cry of surprise that I’m almost positive came from the man.

As typical, the Doubletree was outstanding.

Ride to the airport was good, but I was ill prepared for the mess that was Taipei airport. Long lines, security staff apparently trained in the TSA school of incompetence and rudeness, and moving walkways moving … oddly.

I got into one of the Priority Pass lounges that was rated poorly. I found it very good. The only complaint I had was that the bathroom is outside of the lounge, but if that was the worst that would happen it would be a good day.

It wasn’t.

The EVA Air staff was again poor. Again, we arrived late. The immigration folks at Narita were uncharacteristically inefficient – I was given bad information twice. Then the Narita Express ticket agent was rude. She directed me to the lower level desk (I think because she was on social media) and they pointed me to the self service machines where I proceeded to buy the wrong ticket in roughly the right direction.

I got home about an hour later than expected.

I’m glad I took the trip but I should have done half in Bali and half in Taipei.

… in which I end up back in Taipei three hours late …

Another great breakfast and another swim in the ocean. Check out was noon so I got my full before taking the ride to the airport.

I learned EVA Air is going though a labor dispute, so service was middling at best. We took off late and arrived at the gate even later. By the time I cleared immigration and customs and got a cab it was already after 22:00.

Another nice brief stay at the Doubletree. When I go back for a proper visit I will definitely stay there again. Of all the hotels on this trip, I liked this one the best.

This is my last full day in Bali. Tomorrow midday I head to the airport where I hope there’s not a repeat of inbound immigration (UPDATE: there wasn’t).

I started my day at the breakfast buffet.

It. Is. Huge. And delicious! I’m glad I didn’t take the Hilton points in lieu.

Then I swam in the ocean again. One of the things I forgot to mention is how steep the slope is around high tide. One’s ankles are likely to be pummeled by stones caught in the surf while ones arms are tangled in biomass on the surface.

Low tide shows a very different landscape. The slope is shallow and rock. Not rocky. Rock, pasted with sea foliage. I destroyed a set of hotel flip-flops trying to walk out on it.

Dinner that night was another ride into the village.

Yes. More pork. Again, delicious. Again, the restaurant offered a free shuttle back.

One thing that really irritated me at the Hilton was that no one asked me how my stay was but I was solicited to buy spa treatments 6 times and encouraged to eat at the restaurant twice. Somehow I will overcome.

Today I moved from one resort to another.

Having settled my bill the night before I took an early ride to the Hilton Resort. Check in isn’t until 15:00, but my early arrival allowed me to camp out on the beech. I swam in the ocean, dipped in the pool, and again read a lot.

After getting my room I took the hotel shuttle into … a shopping mall. I thought it was taking me to the village, but it few past to a site that at best is a Disney-esque retail version of Bali.

I left and got a taxi into the village. I found a beer garden full of Australians watching their football. I talked with a guy named Travis who was there in holiday.

I walked across the street to eat (everyone said the food at the beer garden was terrible). The seafood at this place was great.

And my night was capped off by a free shuttle back to the hotel, courtesy of the restaurant!

… in which I relaxed and read some more …

One of the advantages of the Karma Mayura resort where I stayed was the quality of the food. Almost everything was delicious. They obviously cater to westerners as a lot of their menu is oriented that way. Their local cuisine, while few, were tasty.

Anyway, I used my fourth and final massage session this afternoon. A different masseuse went to town on me. The change was nice.

My stomach was feeling better so I journeyed into Ubud for a pork rib dinner. It was wonderful.

Tomorrow is check out and check in day.

… in which I was laid low by some “Bali belly” …

I was supposed to do a tour this day but my sleep was punctuated by frequent visits to the loo. I was not keen on the amount of car time I would have, nor the options of the restrooms available.

I canceled my tour three hours before it was supposed to start. I payed a 100% penalty for it, but it was worth it based on how the rest of my day went.

What I did not expect was the tour guide to show up and hunt me down at the resort not once, but twice. In retrospect, he was hunting for a tip. I am not inclined to tip for a canceled service anyway, so I don’t feel too bad for the fellow.

My day was spent reading more books in the shade, hydrating, and then applying alcohol internally.

Today I drove around with a guide. We started at Ulun Danu Bratan Temple. A local village was there for their specific prayer to the Hindu gods.

There was more around the temple.

We went on from there to visit the UNESCO terraces at Jatiluwih Green Land.

And more wonders at Luhur Batukaru Temple (my favorite of the sites).

We finished at Tanah Lot Temple on the western cost along the Indian ocean.

I wanted to relax and read but also get out and do something. Walking into Ubud for coffee seemed good.

The walk was supposed to be about 2.3 miles. With diversions and one wrong turn it was more than 5.

After a severe course correction I made it to the coffee stand I aimed for, fully drenched in sweat.

It rained heavily and suddenly while I was reading and sipping, so I holed up and dried off in the breeze. Then, off to lunch at the Melting Wok!

Lastly, more wandering about the town before I gave up and hired a scooter to drive me back.

More to come!

… in which I read 2.5 books.

Not a lot of excitement. I opted to hole up at the resort and read. That, and hit the spa for a salt rub down (scratchy delight) and a Balinese massage.


Tonight is a barbecue dinner. I may have to relent on my social isolation. The day of travel and two of solo activities I think have me recharged for some friendly banter. We shall see.