The island where this years travel started for us back in September. It is always good to come back here and say hi to friends and check out what’s been new. It changes a lot every year due to a pressing Russian tourism and greedy Australian dominance. I couldn’t believe that places that were secret few years ago turned into mass tourist atractions and lost their beauty in a snap. However, there are places up north that are still untouched, unoccupied and really beautiful.
After a long drive on a motorbike Taja and myself arrived to the bottom of Mt. Batur (still active volcano) around 5.30AM. The guide association here is strong and is practically everything these people can earn money with. Guy came to me, shook my hand and looked at me with the deep, saddened, yet satisified look and said: ‘Hi, I’m your guide. Let’s go!’ Komang was his name and he took us to the bottom of volcano on a motorbike. He noticed that sunrise is coming in quickly so he basically forced to us to run fast to the first hill just above the parking spot to get that morning view. We caught it. He was happy. Reliefed that the first task was done correctly. He also told me later, that the job he got is actually introduction and after practice he will become the guide. Taja and i were really happy to see his humble approach to us and the will to really makes us happy with the hike to the top of volcano. Komang helped us to see and understand the beaut and strenght of Balinese mountains/volcanoes and really enjoyed being our guide. We are used to walk so it was also his pleasure not to rest on every damn corner like they usually have to when guiding non-preparred tourist cats. After the visit of the mountain he took us to the lake and explained that this is just the job to get some extra money. He is a 28 year-old farmer with a wife and son Aria that grows chillis and tomatoes and tries to sell them everyday on a market. After i jumped into lake to cool myself, Komang didn’t follow. He cannot swim. But he can smile with honesty and sincerely promises that he would take care of every friend of mine if anyone comes. Shake of hands and the last goodbye to a Balinese that is still unspoiled, happy, friendly and rich in his mindand heart. A good people.
Kuta, Bukit, east Bali beaches are getting attacked by us, tourists and surfers and dreamers and people greedy enough to take on every wave, get their tan on any beach, build their villas on the prettiest spots and slowly destroy every inch of the island that still exists but is loosing its power and magic day by day. It’s fun to be around but it is also hard to see the changes that don’t promise anything good except for money to these people.
The seafood is a base to a man’s life at the beach. There are many in the ocean and is great to see the species that we really like on the table. the fishermen are still too poor to be too greedy so the prey is good and non-threatening to the habitat. We visited a market, chose our 3.5kg Red Snapper, chip in for some lobsters and squids and got a really good and cheap lunch in a very basic eating place.
Island of Bali is a place that will get my attention in many more yearsto come. But Taja and i decided to visit some of the other Indocations. Check back next week for some more places and photos.