The quest for blue flames

- We woke up for 2.30am, or rather ollie did and anas refused to get out of bed. After a lot of persuasion in the form of verbal and physical abuse, anas decided to get up.
- We began the climb and immediately realised how many tourists there were along the single track road.
- On the way we saw sherpas offering to push lazy people up in glorified wheelbarrows for the small price of 1.5 million a pop. For the more hefty folk, multiple sherpas were required, the fat fucks.
- We stopped off at a shop halfway up the mountain to buy water and chocolate. Anas ended up buying sugary water which was tasted like tree sap.
- Continuing on with our hard climb, we were slowed down by the number of tourists bumbling along the path. Most were wearing trainers, and mostly out of breath on a small incline...
- One we reached the top we began descending towards the crater to see the blue flames at night. The sheer number of people made it incredibly slow to decend, so we missed sunrise at the top.
- Once we reached the bottom , we rushed back up to the peak for some epic drone shots.
- The descent back down the mountain was wet, slippy and miserable, but we had a chat with the locals to pass the time.
- We arrived back home, napped for a few hours to recharge and the drove to Ketapang ferry port.
- After some lovely fried chicken, we bought our tickets for a whopping £2 each and headed to the port.
- It was like the hunger games, with the number of bikes racing to get on the ferry. After an hour of waiting in standstill queues, we finally boarded and only arrived to Bali at 10pm.
- Both of us half asleep we drove an hour away to a hotel in Jembrana which in contrast to last night accomodation is built for humans.Leer más