Sumberkima

We booked the Mangroove Bay Boutique Hostel thinking it was in Pemuteran. It is not really in Pemuteran but in Sumberkima. It is not a popular as Pemuteran but it is close to the dock where we can be picked up for diving. The hostel has 2 “wooden houses” and they are our rooms for 5 nights. We are here to dive the reef that surrounds Menjangan Island.

I went for a long walk yesterday. Sumberkima is a bit upscale from say Sorong. I think it gets its fair share of tourists, at least in July and August. Part of the reason for walking was to scout out possible places to eat. The search was not very successful. There is one place close to the Mangroove that had possibilities, the Krecak Bar and Grill. It is adjacent to the Bangsel Harbour. Boats for divers, snorkelers and other tourists leave from the jetty so the Krecak is easy to get to. We eventually ate there and would recommend it. It is a small place, the food is all cooked when ordered so it is safe for the tourist’s tender stomachs. It is far more affordable than the restaurants attached to the hotels. The owners/workers are very personable. We were engaged in conversation for a ½ hour after our dinner. Always good to chat with local people.

The highway is very busy and not really a pleasant place to walk. It is however lined with all of the businesses in town. If you are in need of car or scooter repair, a hair cut, maybe a new tee shirt or a bottle of Coca-Cola you will need to venture out to the highway. Although the drivers are quite used to pedestrians my advice is to stick to the gravel fringe off the side of the asphalt.

One step away from the highway and you are in a residential area. The house are constructed very well and for the most part are well maintained. The yards are either dirt or hard surface, not landscaped like yards in Europe or North America. High block fences and gates define each property. I am not sure why, Indonesia seems to be a relatively safe place. It must be a legacy hangover from the days of warring kingdoms.

Like anywhere in Bali, scooters rule the road (highway) in Sumberkima. They are much less expensive than a car. The weather is conducive to an open-air vehicle all year round and a family of four can be transported with a little cuddling up. You can transport anything, full height ladders, several bunches of bananas, 10 or 12 full sizes watermelons, crates with live chickens, whatever ½ ton truck drivers can fit in the box of their truck can be carried on scooter. They get you to where you are going faster than a car. When car traffic stops for whatever reason scooters squeeze by on either side, slide between the stopped vehicles to switch from the curb side to the centerline and then drive into oncoming traffic. By the time a car or truck reaches what was the cause of the traffic jam the scooter is so far down the road it will not be seen again. Helmets are a legal requirement in Bali when on a scooter and in Denpasar the vast majority of scooter people wear a helmet. In the hinterland however I don’t think the rule is very tightly enforced. I am not sure I saw even one helmet in 2+hours of walking along the highway.

Gas stations come in a few sizes and types. There are your everyday variety. Pertamina is the brand name and they are pretty much like any station anywhere in the world. Then there is the old fashioned pumps that take over ½ of the storefront of the corner store. The budding entrepreneur can set up a stand on the side of the road and decant gas from a jerry can into 1 litre plastic water bottles then sell gas to passing scooter drivers a litre at a time. Convenience is the name of the game here.

The people are so friendly. Almost everyone I passed adult or child had a hello or salamat siang, and all with a wide smile. Smile back and a connection is made.

Even though Bali is predominantly Hindu, Indonesia is a Muslim country. And there are a fair number of Muslims in the Sumberkima area. That being the case there is a 5am alarm every morning. Muslim or not you are welcomed to the new day with the call to prayer. The hotel is in the midst of several different Mosques and each Muezzin has a different idea as to when 5am is. The more call is supposed to be at sunrise but my experience in other countries is 5am is standard. Because each Mosque call the faithful at a different time we are serenaded from close to 5am to about 6.30am. Just in case you missed the first call. The word chanted are basically God is good and there is only one god which is God but in the morning there is often a line “Prayer is better than sleep.” A bit of humour to break the early morning groggies.

All in all an OK place to hang for a couple of days especially since the diving is so good.

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Denpasar to Pemuteran

We are headed to a new place in Bali. To the NW corner of the island we go. We have hooked up a ride through the hotel and are therefore sheltered from the bargaining with the plethora of taxi touts waiting at the arrivals gate. A bit of hunting around and me meet our fellow, to the parking garage and we are off.

It is a long way to Pemuteran, 4+ hours if things are perfect. Of course the passage through Denpasar is tedious. It takes well over an hour just to clear the city limits. Then we move along quite well. About 2 hours in the driver almost insists we stop at a warung, (after listening to the driver I believe it is pronounced, war-ung) Billy’s 69 for a bite to eat and a pee.  We were not hungry but amused him anyway and ordered a pizza between the three of us. Maybe he gets a kickback from this particular place. It is definitely a tourist restaurant in the middle of nowhere, tourist prices and a 17% tax and service charge, so it must depend on drivers stopping there for their revenue.

We check in and hit the sack. I was out fast and slept well.

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Menjangan Island

Yesterday was a 16 hour slog from the Neptune One, in Sorong to the Mangroove Boutique Hostel, in Sumberkima. Two flights and a four hour car ride has us arriving at the Mangroove at 9:00 pm exhausted. We quickly unpack our dive gear as we are diving in the morning.

Menjangan (which means deer) Island is a marine park, part of the West Bali National Park. Endemic deer inhabit the island and are also protected. There happens to be Hindu Temples on the island. Today is a sacred day for blessing etc so there is boat traffic to the island not just for diving.

Our first dive is good, with healthy soft and hard corals and schools of fish. As we get shallow, we see a constant stream of plastic garbage floating in the water. Our dive guide and Murray grab what floats by them, but they can’t get it all. It is quite disturbing as I have never seen so much garbage in the water before. We have a few more days of diving at Menjangan so I hope the garbage isn’t a usual thing in this area.

The next day, we dive the Dream Wall. And it is a dream. The corals, both soft and hard, are exquisite and abundant. We see Blue Spot Sting Rays, flatworms, a green turtle and what looks like a grandpa pufferfish. I could dive that site again.

The diving has redeemed itself from that first dive and I am now looking forward to the next three days.

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Diving Raja Ampat

Raja Ampat is one of those places that every diver should go to. I could write about the health of the corals and the abundance of fish, but I will show you photos instead. Enjoy!

Blennie
Nudibranch
Manta
Anemone fish
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Land Excursions from the Neptune One

We’re into day number five on the scuba dive liveaboard. Today is a day of unusual excursions. 

This morning we “dive” with dolphins. Not as cool as it sounds. Local fishermen use large nets to scoop up squid through the night. In the morning, they pull in the net, sort through the wildlife to keep the squid and throw the unwanted fish (dead, I think) back into the water. The dolphins have realized that they can get an easy meal of fish by hanging around the boats. We divers attach ourselves to lines at the back of the boat and watch the dolphins eat and frolic. The dolphins come within a few feet of us, so it is quite cool.

Our second excursion to day is to a small lake to swim with jellyfish. Apparently, the jelly fish got trapped in the lake and have been there a very long time. Since there are no predators, they have lost their sting. Crazy tourists now swim with these orange beings. It is interesting but I did not intentionally touch any of them.

The other day, we go on a land excursion to view a heart shaped bay. We must climb up a million (at least) stairs for a bird’s eye view. It is a unique shape and very colourful. By the time we are working our way down the stairs, sweat is dripping off my face and my clean shirt is now not so clean.

Misool

By the time I am posting this, we have gone on another land excursion. It is to a lookout in mid Raja Amat, in the Dampier Straight. The view from the lookout is a classic for Raja Ampat. Small islands surrounded by clear blue green water. We drink coconut water right from the coconut after sweating up and down the climb.

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Neptune One Live-a-Board

The Neptune One accommodates 16 guests. There are eight Americans (six are a group of youngish friends from California that call themselves the Dive Boyz), two Germans, one Swiss, a Brit living in Switzerland and four Canadians. The group gets along well and there is laughter and conversation at every meal.

The Lower Deck has four double guest rooms, crew quarters and the engine room. The Main Deck houses the dive deck at the back, kitchen, dining area and lounge. A sundeck is on the front of the main deck. The Upper Deck has four slightly larger double guest rooms, the wheelhouse and a small sun deck. The Top Deck has a large sundeck with bean bag chairs and no shade. It’s not used much during the hot part of the day.

The crew numbers 17 with personnel for piloting the boat and skiffs, cooking, serving, maintaining the mechanical systems and diving. The routines are terribly efficient and performed with dedication. There is always someone ready to help, whether it is boarding the dive skiff, taking off a wetsuit or a giving a hand going down stairs. And the helper always has a smile. The crews are what makes the live-a-board experience so wonderful.

Our routine is set from the first day. Up at 6:00, small breakfast, dive briefing, dive, big breakfast, dive briefing, dive, lunch, dive briefing, dive, snack, rest, dive briefing, night dive, supper, next day briefing, sleep. There is a small amount of time in between all this to rest, tend to cameras, read or visit.

The cruise was supposed to go into northern Raja Ampat, but because of a dispute with some of the islands, we are rerouted to Misool. Misool is still part of Raja Ampat but south west of Sorong, instead of north. The diving in Misool is exceptional with colourful, healthy corals and an abundance of fish life. At the end of the cruise, we sail to mid Raja Ampat in the Dampier Straight.

Each dive is preceded by a dive briefing to inform us of the terrain, currents, maximum depth, dive length and possible sightings. They last less than 10 minutes.The 16 guests are divided into four groups of four divers, each with their own dive guide. One day, two groups go first, the next day we alternate. It’s easier being in the second group as we have more time to get dressed. I am usually the last one ready when we are first as I wear so many wetsuit layers to stay warm. There are two skiffs, each skiff taking one group and then returning for the second group.

After the briefing, we don our wetsuits, booties, dive computer, grab our masks and cameras and we are ready. Once in the skiff, we ride out to the drop zone and all back roll into the water at the same time. Sorta like navy seals! The skiffs stay close while we are under water. When we surface, after an hour, we climb back on the skiff and zoom back to the mother ship to stow our gear, rinse off, eat and do it again.

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Sorong

Spent last night on the plane to Sorong. We chose Garuda Air because we wanted to avoid Lion Air. The last few times we have dealt with Lion they have messed us up. Changing flight times or cancelling them all together with no regard to connections or time sensitive arrivals. They sent us one email saying a flight had been cancelled and a new flight was scheduled for two hours later. We were on a boat and most of the others on the boat were taking the same flight. Only ½ the group had got that email so we all went for the earlier time and lo and behold the flight had not been cancelled and was at the original time.

The Garuda flight boards at midnight in Jakarta and arrives in Sorong at the ungodly hour of 5am. Garuda got us here without much messing around. So if you want less hassle Garuda is probably the choice. If you want better departure and arrival times you would have to take your chance with Lion Air. 

Sorong

Once in Sorong we did not have any plans so I went for a walk looking for places to eat. Sorong is not a tourist town. Frankly other than a drop off place to get to Raja Ampat I don’t really think you would want to spend any time here. Nice enough place but not much going on from a tourist perspective. The only eating establishments I found were what I would call standard local Indonesian restaurants. These are typically small places with only a few chairs. The food is kept in a sneeze guard type cabinet used as the store front. No heating, no refrigeration, and open to the air on the back side. The food sits in bowls all day long. When you order whatever it is you want it is spooned out into a bowl and served. These are not places to eat for those of us with sensitive western stomachs. It is a recipe for spending a couple of days sitting on the toilet. This of course meant that we were stuck eating in the hotel restaurant. Not our first choice but by far the safest one.

I did manage to stumble across the Remu Market. More or less a typical local market selling fruits, vegetables, household goods, clothing and just about anything one might need. Hundreds of small shops each with its own schtick. The market is huge. I wandered up and down aisles for ½ an hour and didn’t cover any where near the entire market. This is truly a locals market, I did not see one recognizable tourist the entire time. 

Sorong

I ventured into the ‘hood’. I like to see how the ordinary people go about their daily life. It seemed to be a day when the kids were off school. I ran into hoards of children hanging out and playing in the street. They all wanted to at least say hi to the odd white man walking past. The neighbourhood is simple. The houses are small and built side by side. The yard is the asphalt or dirt road just outside the door. There are not very many houses that would work in the northern climate where we live. Windows with glass and doors that would keep the weather at bay are a rarity. 

I spent the day seeing what most Indonesian people do. Sorong is totally different from Bali. It is a working city, tourism is not a major industry and Sorong does not put on the airs that Bali must in order to keep the foreigners happy. The people don’t have the excess we in the west ‘need’ but they seem happy anyway, going about what they need to do to live. 

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A Stroll Through Kuta

Nusa Dua, south of Bali’s airport was on our list of possible places to check out. Looking at the area, on Google Maps, further yesterday, I realize that it is full of high end resorts, shops and restaurants. Other than the beach, there doesn’t seem to be any interesting streets to walk down. So we change our plan.

Yesterday, while riding in the Grab taxi back to our hotel, we drove through the northern part of Kuta. We didn’t realize that Kuta was larger than what we had already walked. So the plan is to walk north to the shopping area of Kuta and then take a taxi back. 

Kuta Beach
Kuta Beach

Once we get past the area where we have already been, we walk by the water. In short, if you are looking for a beach holiday, do not go to Kuta. The water is quite wavy, good for surfers,  not so good for playing or swimming. The beach is full of garbage, vendors and permanent kiosks and people. Every vendor asks you to buy a drink, sari, snack, surf lesson, hat. Not my idea of a nice beach environment.

Kuta Beach
Kuta Beach

We walk inland to intersect with a road that we think all the shops are on. There are many shops for massages, tattoos, mani/pedi, flip flops, Bali crafts, clothes, coffee, the list is endless. I spy a small restaurant and we stop for a much needed drink, rest and lunch. Rice bowls with grilled salmon and edamame for B and me and beef rendang for Murray. It is a much needed stop and we feel rejuvenated after. 

There is a convenience store across the street so we go in to buy water. For a 1500ml, the price here is 6,000. The price for the same size of bottle at the store near our hotel, and the airport, is 16,000! Quite the difference. We bought two bottles!

Murray hails a taxi and bargains for a reasonable price. The traffic gets congested the closer we get to the airport. The vehicles, and scooters, move around one another very fluidly. No road rage, just polite giving and taking of position. It’s a karma thing. I let you in this time and next time someone will let me in. 

Back at the hotel, it is quiet and cool. No crowds, no noise, just calm. After a day strolling out in the world, that is just what we need.

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Downtown Denpasar, Bali

After flying to Vancouver then Brisbane and then Denpasar, we spend our first full day doing tourist stuff. Downtown Denpasar is our goal as we have not visited that area before.

Palace

Our first stop is what we think is the palace of the once King of Pemecutan. It was the center of the Badung Kingdom in the late 1600s. Walking through, I can see the grandeur it once had under the moss and slowly disintegrating brickwork.

Palace

A short walk from the palace is the Badung Market. It is housed in two enormous buildings, one for fruit, vegetables and foodstuffs and the other for more tourist purchases of clothes, jewelry and crafts. As soon as we walk towards the first building, we are approached by a woman who explains the buildings and chats us up. She follows us into the first building and won’t stop following us. Once we move to the second building, she disappears and another woman takes her place. 

What do you want to buy? Nothing, just looking. Do you want to buy a shirt? No. Do you want to buy a brass elephant? No. Bling? No. Fabric? No. As soon as we descend the stairs to go outside, she disappears. These ladies most likely get a commission from the vendor if we actually buy something.

Badung Market
Badung Market

After wandering down aisles of fruits and veggies, we cut through an  aisle of chickens and fish. B goes to put her foot down and SURPRISE! there’s a RAT! She lets out a reflexive squeal and I grab her to make sure she doesn’t the topple over. We get out of that aisle as quick as we can go! 

Our next stop is the statue Catar Muka, centered in a traffic circle followed by walking through a park. We hear music, so wander in that direction. There is a live band performing a Cranberries song and sounding pretty good. A crowd of various age is enjoying the event. We sit and listen to a few songs before moving on.

Catar Muka
Catar Muka Statue

When we left the hotel, we asked at the front desk how much a taxi would be to the Pemecutan Palace and were quoted 375,000 Rupiah. We then walked into the food fare close by and asked a taxi fellow how much he would charge. 300,000 he says. Murray gets him down to 250,000 and we are off. When we start to look for a taxi downtown to go back to the hotel, we realize that there are almost none going by. Murray asks a woman walking by if she would order a Grab Taxi (like Uber) for us. Within minutes, one is picking us up. His quoted price is 90,000 to get us into Kuta, just north of the airport. Amazing price differences!

By the time we get back to the hotel, we are hot, tired and our feet are talking to us. A sign of a good day in downtown Denpasar.

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Making Indonesia New Again

In 2006, my extended family took a trip to Greece to celebrate our father and grandfather. On the trip were my sister and her husband (R&D), my daughter and her partner (M&G), my son and his fiancée (M&D) and Murray and me. Some of us had been to Greece before but a few had not.

I had gotten used to Greece’s scenery, noise, people and way of doing things, as I had been going there since I was 7 years old so it was wonderful to see Greece through G’s eyes. Everything was new, fascinating and exotic to him. It made it fresh for me too. His excitement was contagious.

Our friend, B, Murray and I are leaving for Indonesia in a few days. Murray and I have been there a number of times but B has not. I remember how G reacted to Greece and I want to see Indonesia through B’s eyes. We will stop, look around, breathe in, talk to folks and enjoy the country as if we haven’t been there before.

We have planned our itinerary so we travel to some spots on Bali we haven’t visited. One is the north west corner where the diving is supposed to be wonderful. One stop is Ubud, in central Bali, and having been there before, we will search out walks and sites new to us.

In Australia, we have planned a car trip through the hinterland from Brisbane south to the Gold Coast – a new adventure for all three of us. We will spend a few days on the Gold Coast treating B to our favorite haunts, the beach, the Speedo Outlet Store, Currumbim Wildlife Sanctuary and the Gold coast Aquatic Centre.

We have some packing and then travel days ahead of us, will post again once in Brisbane (if jet lag doesn’t get us first!). The excitement is building!

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