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    Beach Tour: West of Nusa Penida

    15 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 29 °C

    The west of Nusa Penida has Kelingking Beach as the best beach to offer. That‘s also where we encountered a few more monkey. You really had to pay attention. They snuck up to you so quietly and quickly…
    Rather close to Kelingking Beach, are the Broken Beach (the one with the archway with its own little coast and Angel‘s Billabong (last two pictures). Not much to mention here, apart from seeing a lot of tourists, especially Chinese ones dressed like they‘re about to go to a gala, just to get the perfect picture for their instagram.
    Back at the hostel, I enjoyed a Poke Bowl and a somewhat early night. Even though there wasn‘t a lot going on today, I‘m quite tuckered out.    Okumaya devam et

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    Beach Tour: East of Nusa Penida

    15 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 29 °C

    The roads in Bali are in bad condition. The roads on Nusa Penida are in worse condition. So many potholes, huge ones, the roads are only scooter-sized, so moving forward is a constant stop and go. Now we know why the beach tour on this island takes 8 hours. You just drive that much. For comparison, Nusa Penida is about twice as big as Barcelona.
    The first two beaches on the list were Atuh and the more famous Diamond Beach. They‘re right next to each other. Traditionally, wherever you wanna go, you better be prepared to de- and ascend lots of amazingly steep steps. We (the Dutch girl I met here and I) started with Atuh Beach, but didn’t walk down because of rain-induced slipperiness. I, however, did go down to Diamond beach. What a view! See for yourself. The sand was so glaringly white in the sun. Walking back up was quite the challenge, but all those HIIT workouts paid off.
    FYI, you cannot or rather should not swim on any of the beaches here because the currents are so strong. Shame, really.
    As for the pictures, the last one of the beaches is Atuh Beach, which lies directly next to Diamond Beach, just less spectacular.
    The drive there and to the next beach was quite long, so we stopped for lunch and saw a neat little storm forming.    Okumaya devam et

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    Nusa Penida

    14 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ 🌧 29 °C

    This morning was the last in Ubud. I checked out and saw that my host had already rated me on AirBnB: “nice guest, [very friendly] guest, good guest“. This was a kind send-off and the same way I felt about my host: nice host, very friendly host, good host. ^^
    Today, I went to Nusa Penida, a small island to the south-east of Bali. I had to take the ferry, of course and distinctly remember a guy on it - a worker - who had butt-long, brown hair and was wearing a cap. He was slightly obese, his behind wasn‘t very secretive. But striking, however, was this: You know what earlobes look like if someone has worn those tunnel earrings for a while and really stretched the hole to the extent, it can‘t possibly go back to a natural state? He had that too, though the solution he found, was kinda genius. Instead of a tunnel, he just had a wad of rolled up cash in his right earring hole! What a striking figure!
    The island itself has more nature, is less touristy and unfortunately, it has a big problem with pollution. The parking space adjacent to the harbour was just littered with trash, especially flattened plastic bottles. I honestly don‘t know how it got that bad!
    This time, I didn‘t book a driver online but trusted one of the many taxi drivers waiting for the crowd at the harbour, trying to lure you in. I was sceptical because if it‘s the wrong guy, they will rip you off. However, the guy turned out to be a warm, chatty bloke with the best English out of all the drivers I‘ve had so far. It was actually possible to have a conversation with him and I could learn a few things about the island. I would gladly share them with you, but I forgot. But! I remember one thing: They don‘t grow rice here because it isn‘t wet enough on Nusa Penida. Also, it was raining torrentially for hours soon after he said that.
    The hostel is located in the middle of the rainforest. There‘s nothing around here, just the hostel with its own restaurant. So you can‘t just quickly step out to go on a shopping spree/just go to the supermarket/go sight seeing.
    As it is with hostels, you get to meet new people. I‘ve met two fellow Germans, a Dutch girl, a French girl, an American and a Swede! Der får mig verkligen att vilja fräscha up mina svenskakunskaper, som blir allt suddigare ju mer spanska jag lär mig! Wouldn‘t you agree?
    Now, here in the hostel area, dinner options are limited and sadly not all that typically Asian which I was hoping for. I had a Buddha Bowl - which was healthy but lacking spices. I was a bit too hungry and forgot to take a picture of it. The chocolate brownie with ice-cream for dessert, though, was yummy.

    P.S.: There are ants in my bed... Wish us a good night... 👋🏻    Okumaya devam et

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    Mt. Batur

    13 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

    What a day! I don‘t quite know where to start. Let‘s try it with something positive. I booked a sunrise trekking tour to the volcano Mt. Batur (last eruption in 2000) and had a very early start at 2.10 am, when I was picked up by a driver who got us to the base camp where we arrived at 3.15 am. We had a cup of tea and a banana pancake and started to ascend the mountain. There is another mountain next to this one, but it was said that Mt. Batur is way easier. If you have a decent fitness level and enjoy hiking 1717m uphill (and down again), yes, it‘s manageable in the darkness with a flashlight and a somewhat fast pace. I actually did quite well and was soon told to move ahead of the group together with one of the two Brits. The other Brit - well, let‘s put it this way. I‘m sure he wasn‘t officially informed that you should be a) physically somewhat fit, b) not have pneumonia and c) not be inebriated. He stopped about halfway and decided not to continue. (Eventually, he did come to the top but much, much later and there are many scooters coming and going, offering you a paid lift…)
    Then we found our spots, ready to watch the sunrise. I prepared my equipment (camera and tripod) and moved a bit further away to get a better view without people or huts in the way. I took some beautiful pictures.
    And now, let‘s move to the next part. I will try VERY hard to keep the language PG-rated.
    For a brief moment, when I wanted to adjust the angle of the camera, it decided it was tired of taking photos of the sunrise and would rather hurl down a few meters. Well, +#*%&&%. A quick first look did tell me it was still working somehow - but it had volcanic sand in every hole, there were scratches and the pole filter didn't fit anymore. It made funny noises and the crunchy sounds from zooming with the lens filled me with horror. Nothing I could do in the moment except trying to deal with the shock and assess what was most important: at least the camera still seemed to be working. How well, I couldn't find out, as we were on a schedule and I had to rejoin my group for breakfast . It was to be prepared on volcanic rock. I looked around, but all I could see was a dog and the guy was certainly happy. I could see why. He was eating my banana toast and eggs. Honestly, I wasn‘t that hungry anymore.
    The trek downhill followed. During panicky troubleshooting and analysing the situation with someone who was thankfully still awake, I tripped over some rock and my phone, inspired by my camera‘s gutsy jump, followed into its footsteps and then looked the way I felt. The screen was completely shattered. As soon as I touched it, I got splinters. After some more urgent troubleshooting and a lot of moral support, I drove back to my AirBnB and started to solve the smörgåsbord of problems by taking a nap.
    Hardly refreshed, I tried to locate phone repair shops nearby. It was quite a hike. Again. The first 7 shops couldn‘t help and said this wouldn‘t be possible in Bali at all. Funny enough, all of them were quite shocked when I showed them my phone. Luckily, I kept trying. The eighth one could help me! Within four hours, they repaired my phone. What a relief! The two guys were very kind and helpful. When one of them told me to leave me phone there, he gave me the phone number of the shop to inquire when I could pick it up. I pointed out that - if my phone was with them - how would I be able to reach them? He noticed the mistake, started laughing and said “smaaaart“.
    Finally, when this problem was fixed, I went for dinner. (I had already had a Japanese-style pancake earlier as a snack (5/5).) For dinner, I went to a restaurant that was recommended to me by the couple from Melbourne that I met a few days ago. “This is Bali“ is a restaurant which I usually wouldn‘t have gone to because - while modern - it wasn‘t that cozy and you were really squeezed together with the other guests. But! The food (rice with tempeh (fermented soy beans) and a mango salad) was superb, so was the service. I gladly gave a good tip and enjoyed seeing their gratitude.

    P.S.: It seems the camera is fine. But it doesn't feel as innocent anymore. The tripod might have cushioned the blow a bit, but then again, that wouldn‘t have happened without it in the first place.    Okumaya devam et

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    White Water Rafting

    12 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ 🌧 26 °C

    I finally got to do something I‘ve always wanted to do: White Water Rafting. The River Ayung in Bali offered the perfect opportunity. We were told that the name of the river means “beautiful woman“, so I felt I had no choice but to book a tour on that very river.
    As yesterday, it started to rain as soon as I got into the car to be driven to the location. Considering that it is the nature of rafting, getting wet shouldn‘t be a concern. I still maintain we wouldn‘t have gotten completely soaked if our tour guide didn‘t have an absolute blast splashing us with water all the time and leading us under waterfalls whenever he could find one. It was his first day on the job, as he told us. One of the two gentlemen from the Netherlands on the tour with us (5 people + guide) asked him if he was nervous. He confirmed that. Then the other gentleman replied jestingly: “You should be!“ Five out of six people were laughing. Maybe something got lost in translation… After we were equipped with everything, we were shuttled to the river. Suddenly, our tour guide frantically jumped out of the shuttle, yelling, “I quickly buy cigarettes!“ And so we waited. Eventually, we arrived, walked down a lot of stairs again and were about to get thoroughly wet. The anticipation was fantastic. I have attempted to describe the breathtaking nature here before, so just that. Forest scenery, river, to the sides countless plants, the sounds of animals… It makes for a nice change to see healthy forests, I will say that.
    The tour lasted for 1.5 hours with a little break in between in which I enjoy my refreshing coconut. I was also asked by the lady running the shop to buy our tour guide something, because that‘s what you do as a lady. I‘ve already been thoroughly annoyed by people constantly asking you to buy their stuff, that was a new level of annoyance. I simply asked, why, and the lady turned around, shaking her head. Back in the boat, our tour guide told all of us that it‘s nice to be married to one wife, but two would be so much better. He kept mentioning that.
    The tour was over much to soon. We walked back to the meeting point and got a free meal at the local restaurant. The food was better in contrast to yesterday’s. The two gentlemen from the Netherlands and I chatted about travelling, climate change and politics until we figured we probably can‘t solve all that over lunch.

    For dinner, I went back to the restaurant from my first day. Unfortunately, the experience wasn‘t nearly as nice. No complimentary drink and actually, they forgot about me, so it took a while for the food to be served - which, incidentally, also wasn‘t as magical as almost a week ago. It‘s time to have a better experience tomorrow!

    By the way, our guide offered to take pictures of us under the waterfall. I wonder at which point he got sceptical… See for yourself. ^^    Okumaya devam et

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    ATV Quad Tour

    11 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    Today I got a mud bath. In a manner of speaking. Also, I thought it was about time to practice and polish my driving skills. What better way to do that than with a 250 cc ATV through torrential, day-long downpour in the Balinese rainforest? The track was amazing! It had few man-made elements like bumpy asphalt, insecurely built cobblestones and a rough river bed and even a cave, but most of the track remained natural with knee-deep mud, a few rivers, waterfalls every now and then, steep uphill/downhill driving, incredible slipperiness due to the constant rain and additional water. All of this in a beautiful, diverse rainforest! Due to the immense amount of mud, I got stuck quite a few times, but the guides were ready to help. Others got stuck, too, but from what I could tell, I was special and later told, to drive directly behind the tour guide. Probably because I was the star student and others could only learn from my skills… Or so I keep telling myself. ^^ The quad took some getting used to after all my experience driving a whole range of different cars over the years. (For readers unfamiliar with myself, that was a big fat lie…) Steering took a lot of strength at times as well as braking, but I got used to it. Even though I thought the rain would complicate the whole experience, I actually believe it added to the fun. We all looked like we had just mud-wrestled after we finished the tour. The woman behind me even got a special mud facial. She did thank me for that, but something makes me doubt the sincerity of her words.
    Once the tour and the refreshing shower afterwards were completed, we were shuttled to a restaurant not far from the tracks. While I will say that I enjoyed the view and the company of a very kind couple from Melbourne, the food was definitely lacking quality. After only positive experiences with food so far, I thought Bali just didn‘t know about bad cooking. Turns out, I was proven wrong twice. For dinner, I had a déjà vu. A bland chicken curry, an equally bland milkshake without ice-cream (this is where I draw the line) and yes, a bland dessert wrap with coconut grating. The cinnamon sauce they said would come with the dish was substituted by balsamic vinegar sauce. As much as I love a good surprise, I had strongly mixed feelings about that. Not to mention they failed to bring me cutlery for both dishes. Gave me enough time to at least capture the optical beauty of the dishes.    Okumaya devam et

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    Campuhan Ridge Walk, Bali, 4.2

    10 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C

    Next on the list was the Campuhan Ridge Walk. On my way there, I felt like trying the durian fruit. I followed its smell until I reached a lady who was selling fruit. I asked her for the durian and was handed what you can see below (she even gave me a free try of a Rambutan). What can I say, the durian was delicious! I would definitely eat another one. I couldn‘t understand what all the fuss was about. I felt cocky and thought I‘d consolidate my new-found love of durian by eating a durian-flavoured ice-cream. That‘s when it dawned on me. Why does it smell so different? Could it be? Thorough research was conducted and, well, what I had eaten was a mangosteen. Well, I have time to try again. And I learned 3 new fruit names. Isn‘t that a hoot?
    The Ridge Walk was a nice change from the busy main streets with loud motors, exhaust emissions and too many people hustling about - all of which are increasingly annoying to me. But after everything I got to see/experience yesterday it‘s tough to compete with that. The walk started nicely with a cute little river and stunning nature. (It‘s also a really short walk of about 2 km in one direction.) Then you get to a quieter village, which still has tourists, but way less. If you wanna buy a holiday home in Ubud/near the center, check there. There are a lot of spas there, too. Frankly, if you have to walk uphill that much every time you wanna go home, you‘re gonna need them.
    In the village, I befriended a dog. And then another dog. And then an-… you get the gist. There are a lot of dogs everywhere you go.
    I saved the best for last: dinner. Chicken satay served on lemongrass stalks (whoever had that idea should have their own temple!) with fried veggies, rice, a vanilla ice-cream milkshake (second best drink so far) and a tempura strawberry ice-cream.
    Last but not least, I took it upon me to locate the chocolate shop I had seen on my first night here but which seemed to have vanished since then. Well, it reappeared. Of course, I only went in there for educational purposes. Quick question: I‘m not under oath, am I?    Okumaya devam et

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    Ubud Palace, Bali 4.1

    10 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C

    Today I had a late start - apparently staying up until 4 am has that side effect. I thought a less adventurous day would be prudent and went to Ubud Palace close by after a fruit-based breakfast. The thing with temples in Bali is that they are tourist attractions. I was hoping for a more spiritual atmosphere, but boy, oh boy. I left the palace rather quickly. I try to keep my distance for photos, and people blatantly step in front of your lens and take their own pictures. And they do take their sweet time, often enough fully aware they‘re blocking the view. Sometimes, I just couldn‘t be bothered and walked on. I watched a couple walk through the palace with a selfie stick (in fact, almost everyone there had one!) and take the same picture of each other in front of anything that resembled a statue/a carving/or the colour gold. Luckily, once you‘ve seen one temple in Bali, you‘ve kinda seen them all. And I likely won‘t do that again. Now I have my new 100 % cotton sarong and don‘t know what to do with it. Maybe put it in front of the door to keep new ants from getting in. I will say, though, that the ants and I have developed a symbiotic relationship. With any crumb I accidentally drop, they assemble and carry it out the door. That‘s why I could tell my host he wouldn‘t need to clean my room for me. As for the gecko, in case you were wondering, he kept true to his word and only stayed the night.Okumaya devam et

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    Coffee Plantation, Bali 3.4

    9 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    I decided against going to the third scheduled waterfall, instead my driver suggested to visit a coffee plantation. I‘m glad he did. The one he picked (don‘t know a lot about the others), offered a free tour of what they were growing and doing there. Arabica and Robusta, Cocoa beans and tea ingredients. They also had civet cats that - as I understand it - live alone in cages for a duration of two days and then get exchanged for another one so the special beans for Luwak coffee can be harvested without too much cage time by an individual civet cat… After the short tour, I was led to the terrace with quite the view. Shortly after, I was given a tray with various teas and coffees that are commonly grown and served in Bali. Not being a huge fan of coffee (I think coffee is a good idea, but in practice, this remains a theoretical statement), I was pleasantly surprised by all those that were served with milked and had some sweetness to them. Especially the avocado coffee caught the attention of my tastebuds. As for the tea, all of them were great, however, the ginger tea was delightfully spicy! Never had that before with common ginger tea.
    Last but not least, I went out for dinner again. Had a nice little chat with the staff there and another excellent meal. Balinese tapas, a chocolate/banana smoothie and black hot porridge with cinnamon and banana.    Okumaya devam et

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    Tukad Cepung, Bali, 3.3

    9 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    The next waterfall, Tukad Cepung, was just 10-15 min away from the previous one. Let‘s sum it up. Nature: Beautiful. Again, you had to follow a stream, either to the left or the right. (Initially I thought I could do it with my shoes on because I thought the water was shallow enough and last time it had felt like the pebbles were wet-tumbling my feet. Long story short, my shoes were soaked seconds later. Who saw that coming? Pain-wise, I maintain it was… an idea. Wouldn‘t call it a good one.) The path on the right let me find the waterfall you can see below (the bigger one, evidently). Walking on, you had to take a left turn after the mossy rocks appeared. While I did follow the other path for a while, let‘s mention the other issue: Way too many tourists. The instagram type. Avoid. Not only did they obstruct the view, the increasingly painful pebbles, the mist, water coming down everywhere in varying intensity and therefore difficulties with the camera equipment made me refrain from going further.
    Almost back to the top, I decided to treat myself to some dragonfruit (I also welcomed the idea to catch my breath after more steep steps) sold to me by a kind elderly lady who must have been so happy to see a customer, she gave me two packages of fried banana for free.    Okumaya devam et

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    Grudugan, Bali, 3.2

    9 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    Next stop: Grudugan Waterfalls. Wow, what a beauty. So far, my absolute highlight. My driver dropped me off at a reception in front of the entrance. It had a big tip jar, requesting 25.000 IDR. It said “TIP JAR“. Yep. I was not allowed to keep walking without the ‘voluntary donation‘. You gotta love the genius of just sitting in nature without actual ownership and requesting people to pay you to, you know, look at nature. From the retrospective, if I had to pay for it, it was money well-spent. Does that make sense? The walk down consisted of countless, steep steps. Then you come upon a little stream. Then you figure out, the stream is the path. Apart from the rocks and painful pebbles in the riverbed, it was quite a scenic walk until you reach a narrow crevice. Because I laid off the cookies since I got to Bali, I fit through! There was water running down the walls occasionally and the sun shining through the crevice with all the mist was a stunningly beautiful view. It was only when I made my way back that I came across 4 other tourists. I was alone exploring this sight and it was breathtaking.Okumaya devam et

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    Tegallalang Rice Terraces, Bali, Day 3.1

    9 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    Today I booked a private driver, Deksur, to embark on a few destinations of my choosing. First, I was taken to the Rice Terraces. A gorgeous spot, about an hour away from Ubud. Though, to be fair, maybe rather 20 minutes if they had a) traffic rules that people stick to (e.g. scooters don‘t get to drive in “packs“, children between the ages of 0-16 don‘t get to drive at all - yes, I‘ve seen several small kids on scooters), b) roads twice the size of the current ones, c) mended roads. We got there, my driver stayed at the entrance while I went on to go into the terrace - of course, after having paid a tidy sum. I enjoyed seeing the place, exploring different paths that are seemingly endless. The trouble I soon encountered was the lack of persistence in signs leading the way reliably. Soon, I was alone, away from all the tourists who mainly paid extra just to use the Bali swings - you guessed it - for their instagram. The paths got rather tricky, incredibly slippery and not entirely secure. Mainly, there were very confusing signs where to go, paths weren‘t clearly recognisable. I felt lost after every second turn. That’s what you get for taking the “road less travelled“. I followed the little huts inbetween the rice fields with people who tried to sell you the 7th bottle of water, bananas, snacks. Upon asking what kind of snack the yellow object in question seemed to be, the woman rocked the packaging rhythmically with her hands and said with a large smile and wide eyes: “Oh, crunchy, crunchy!“ Alas, she seemed to have a terrific time describing the texture of her snack. What it was, I never learned. But I certainly applauded her passion for her product. Walking down the terraces is one thing, up, however, another. The sun was burning down on my head, the humidity making it a bit harder. No problem, though. Until I determinedly stepped onto a loose tile that gave way and led my left foot into a knee-deep puddle of muddy water. Quite the mess. I’m truly grateful I didn‘t go for the new pair of **white** pants I had bought the previous day! Luckily, I encountered two rice farmers shortly after who helped me rinse off and even washed my shoes. On I went to the exit. I got there, but it was the wrong exit. Without proper reception, I was lost for a while. Thanks to the tips of another local to go higher up, I was able to reach my driver and got picked up.Okumaya devam et

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    Monkey Forest, Ubud, Bali

    8 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ 🌧 28 °C

    After having been on a what I would have thought to be 1 hour shopping trip in Ubud that turned out to last 3 hours (I‘m convinced Bali has an issue with people who don‘t wear sizes S and XS), I went to the Monkey Forest only about 10 minutes away from my AirBnB. Everywhere near and inside of the forest there are signs clearly telling you to watch out for monkeys, to keep your things close, not to look them directly into the eyes, not to feed them and not to keep bags just dangling from your arms. It must have something to do with the human brain having trouble processing negations, but they did **everything** the rules warned them about. Those are the same people who complain about being attacked by monkeys - as one ominous trail of blood on a railing in the forest might have suggested. Or the guy who nonchalantly put his shopping bag with “bloody expensive stuff“ next to him on the ground and suddenly witnessed a monkey relieve him of said bag and then jump up a tree with it, placing it diligently a few meters above the guy‘s head and having a blast from the top of the tree. See below for visual aid. The monkeys are adorable and the forest itself is stunning. Just like the amount of tourists who displayed an infuriating amount of disregard for the monkeys to boast on their instagram. The forest is directly adjacent to/surrounded by streets which are frequented by countless scooters. On the edges of the forest it was quite noisy. I even saw employees drive their scooters inside the forest. The monkeys seemed somewhat unfazed by this apparent daily occurrence, but the conditions for the monkeys could do with improvement.
    After a hearty meal (fish soup, rice in a banana leaf, veggie crisps and chilli sauce and a matcha wrap with fried coconut gratings & some fruit for dessert), I returned to my AirBnB. I learned I would have to share my room with a multi-generational ant farm who had a get-together with all their distant relatives and a gecko who wanted to stay “just for the night“ - or so he said.    Okumaya devam et

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    Ubud

    7 Ocak 2025, Endonezya ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    First night in Ubud, starting out with a delicious meal made up of traditional dishes from Ubud. The matcha-vanilla ice-cream smoothie is my new favourite drink.
    I'm glad the flights are behind me for now. Especially the first one. Sitting amidst grumpy, vigorously coughing (of course without a mask!) Germans who don't shy away from pointing out that you are just rude for reclining your seat and telling you that - even though the person in front of you had completely reclined their seat - it simply isn't their problem that you don't have space anymore and keep insisting on their righteousness after you point out the irony of the situation is why I left that country in the first place. Did you have to re-read that sentence? You and me both.
    I experienced Balinese hospitality for the first time after having arrived at the airport. An employee from the airport was so happy to help me with my luggage, immigration (scan a QR-code) and finding my way out of the airport (there was only one way to go after immigration, but just to be sure) even though I had only asked him if I was right to queue where I was standing. Him being helpful lasted barely a minute before letting me know - I recall it being 5 times - that I ought to tip him. Ok, I wasn't getting out of that one. He was persistent. It's almost like he had done this before. After I had withdrawn money from the nearest ATM, he freely suggested I give him 4 or 5 of "the red ones". While still struggling with the new currency, I did check it out beforehand and decided that 30 EUR were not what I was willing to pay for not having to put a bag on a trolley and being told to scan a QR code. Frankly, it wasn't worth the 50000 IDR he got from me. But as I soon came to learn, begging for your money/intention to pay for anything is omnipresent here.    Okumaya devam et

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