Neldy Jolo
I have wanted to visit
Bali before it became known after the bombing. The month August just started
and it as month of Ramadhan, the fasting month of the Muslim. I was fasting
when departing boarding Air Asia flight. I was talking to me seat mate, an
Indonesian who is working in Malaysia for seven years. More or less working in
Malaysia is an experience of luxurious life for many Indonesians. I was
respected for being departing from this country called Malaysia.
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| Temple in Bali. In this temple there is a river and a mountainous. I took on the way back to the city. |
The time in Denpasar,
Bali is one hour ahead of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. The airplane landed at around
8:55 in the evening. Upon landing and I followed many passengers to go out from
the aircraft. Many get to look for hotels,
backpackers’ inn, cars and spas reservations’ ads right on the arrival launch.
I was crowded by the
money changers while passing by the corridor going out. Taxi calls welcome me
from the taxi drivers. If I am not considering any fact that I am just a
traveller here, I might get irritated for saying the phrases many times: “aku belum mau ngikut taksi”. This means
“I am not yet wanted to ride taxi.” The taxi drivers stopped when I said so but
still a polite brat is coming to ask me until I just ignored without words. I
am so sorry for this.
It was late at night I
waited for my friend near 24-Hour convenience store known K Circle. The
restaurant near here is closed on the midnight, which I paid 140 thousand
Rupiah consuming half Ayam Betutu
(Chicken Spicy), Tea Hangat (Hot Tea),
Kopi Itam (Black Coffe). I befriended
the staff here and listening to the romantic Indonesia love songs.
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| A toy along the way down to the temple. I took this closely. |
They are
indeed kind to everyone. I was looking for outlet to charge my gadget; I need
to find the direction of going places to visit and stay. My boss is coming
tomorrow, so I will be working while travelling.
I also befriended the
floor cleaner of the airport, telling me many stories about Bali and suggested
many places that I could possibly visit. He advised me for cheap food outside
airport. I must thank him for being so kind to an unknown stranger coming from
where, he has no idea. I didn’t introduce myself as he didn’t bother himself to
ask me. He may be thinking that I am just from another island in Indonesia.
I love being here. I
slept at this comfortable-airport-couch for free and enjoyed the serenade of
whispering Bali. A passionate end of my sleep here ended with in an unexpressed
joy felt and embraces my being! As much I want to write about Surabaya and
Jogjakarta, I can’t. I need to put in details about my transit and specific
experiences.
Do not forget:
1.
To
not to take taxi if you are in a light travel instead takes ojek (motor) to
enjoy.
2.
If
you are with friends take metered-taxi.
3.
To
pay as domestic or local traveller for any places to visit.
4.
To
walk at Kartika Plaza and Legian Road. “Street” is called “Gang” here.
5.
To
walk at Pantai Kuta and etc.
