Bali 2009: Going Places Tra-la-la

Bali this year may be the best thing that has happened to me. It taught me one thing. Never frown no matter how glaring the sun is and must definitely shamelessly appear in photos more. Okay, that's two things.


Cabs are quite cheap in Bali, especially when sharing with 4 other people.


I was determined to learn how to surf. But it was a bit boh shiok doing it alone, so I managed to bug someone to do it with me.


Since the beach was quite a distance away, surf shop dude gave us a ride. Three of us on ONE bike. You know how many laws we are breaking if we do this in KL?


Kenny whips out he trusty G10 and proceeds to whoresnap.


Now I know this is hardly proof that I managed to squat for 2 extremely proud seconds, surfing is so much harder than it looks. By the way, the surfboard is quite heavy, so there was a guy hiding behind it to support the weight. Hur hur hur...


Kenny Sia. Yeng. Hou lan yeng.


I needed to get rid of the sand from the cibai, and Kenny just wanted to wash the salt water off. So we asked the guy where we could grab a quick shower. He asked us to follow him. To a tap. He then proceeded to fill a bucket with water. And then he points. And he says. This is shower. O-khay-then. -.- And yes, I know his body effing hot. No need to tell me so many times ok.


There was this dude who wanted to take photos with us. I thought it was quite bizarre. But very flattered la, because with me, there were three other totally hotness girls la.


After a tiring surf lesson, we headed to (I think) the Nusa Dua beach. Sadly, there weren't any topless chicks to ogle at.


Photographer thinks to himself "This dude damn lucky leh". *smirk*


Some guy approached us and asked if we wanted any photos taken.


We said yes. Doh.


I wasn't aware that my feet were in the process of being immortalized. But thank you Kenny, because I love this photo!


Then we went get our (insufficient) supply of shrooms. We entrusted that bottle to Rin here, who, at dinner, asked for a bowl of ice especially to keep the shrooms cold and not icky. We have elected the right guardian of the shroom. Hahaha...


Dinner at Jimbaran. Don't suppose I need to tell you again to not get conned by the lobster, right.


The Ubud market is kind of like the Malaysian equivalent of Central Market.


Jac does a pfft at Kenny. Me in the background going beh.


Spot the pretty girl!





Spa time! Here's where I ride a motorbike for the third time in my life. After that, for some very peculiar reason unbeknown to man, I kind of got hooked.


Best 2 hours of my life! I fell asleep during the lulur.


Huge statue of some scary-faced god of some sort.


We are this close to absorbing all the local people's bad luck.


We sure look happy now. Wait till we dip our lucky feet into the pool of unfortunate water.


There. Absorbing 15% done. 40% done. 75% done. 90% done. 100% completed. We're screwed.


These two trot by and without a care in the world, dipped their feet in too! Silly, silly girls.


It was freaking cold. And not the sitting in air-conditioning for the whole day then take cold shower kind of cold. It was the freezing kind of cold. These people all damn power ok. I am going to google how to make my own gif icon. Then I'm gonna try posting Kenny's reaction to the cold. He was the only one who went and did the whole 12 statues praying thing. Like a ritual of some sort.


View of the sunrise from our rooms. Let me recall a most traumatic event. The previous night, when we arrived at Padangbai, there was a blackout. So we decided to drive out to hunt for food. On the way back, we were so hungry that we stopped at a roadside stall for chicken dog chicken (or so they claim) satay. I think Kenny and I whacked like half of it. Until we decided it wasn't so good and went back to the hotel area to eat. Wasn't any better either. I shat shit juice that night.


Back to the pretty, pretty sunrise (which Rin and I didn't manage to catch because we couldn't be bothered waking up at 5 in the morning).


Breakfast at the hotel was refreshingly, quite decent. I like this photo of us : )


Heading out to the snorkeling site. Silhouette photos tend to look artsy, don't you think?


Jac's legs, my legs. Rin's legs nowhere to be found. I think she's afraid of the water. Hahaha!!


For some reason, I like these two photos because of how the top part of the water frames the underwater shot.


We changed snorkeling spots, and after their kena-sting incident, it was quite tough convincing Rin to go back into the water for the second time.


But we did it anyway. =P


Kenny and I went to 'collect' the girls who went to hide out at the beach where we were washed upshore. While I went back into the water to look for Kenny, the two were content just lazing by the beach.


While I was ridding myself of the cibai masuk pasir trauma, the girls did some underwater camwhoring.


I could almost imagine her speech bubble. "Help! Glug glug glug. I'm trapped! Glug glug glug"


Before we left the hotel, everyone took a photo with the shroomy poster at the hotel lounge.


The only photo of me with shroomy goddess of the universe.


Then we went to Canggu, where we fell in love with both the villa and the food from the nearby restaurant.


Rin muka thinking what to eat. Ching muka tulan for no reason.


Ching muka bulat.


At The Beach House (that's the name of the restaurant), Cindy, Jac and Kenny went to camwhore some more.


It's got a kind of very married couple look to it, this one.


This was where we did our gluttony deed.


Tanah Lot.


Just the girls please.


Oh seriously, you have no idea how happy I was to be surrounded by these girls. Buahahahaha!! Internal reveling in process.


Rin attempting to eat Burger Supreme Tanah Lot.


Girly line-up minus 1.


The only sunset we didn't miss. Evidently, Cindy was captivated by it all.


Hot stone massage on our last day there. So awhsum I swear!