Bali (Denpansar) airport is something a bit like Cairo (erm, perhaps not a good analogy) – well just to say that it was a little chaotic and you have to buy your visa on arrival, so more queuing and lots of people trying to 'help' you buy your visa, all of whom I completely ignore…
It’s not long before I am at passport control, clearing customs, passing the long line of money exchangers all calling out to me to exchange my valuable USD, and out into Bali… I get a taxi to the Anantara, taking in the sites of Bali – very different to Malaysia; in fact very different to anywhere I’ve been. I liked all the temples and Hindu shrines that seemed to be everywhere – and weirdly they were dressed in sarongs and have parasols around them: not sure what that was about.
We made our way along Jalan Sunset (great name!) and then as we got nearer the hotel, we turned down these smaller more interesting roads which felt a bit more like a village: Jalan Legian and then Jalan Seminyak. This is more like I imagined Indonesian streets to be like: crowded, narrow, motorcycles everywhere, a bit chaotic and noisy! It wasn’t long before we were at the hotel and I have chosen well: it’s on the beach!
am met (well, more like intercepted) by a receptionist looking me up and down, asking if she can help me: and when she finds out that I am staying here, she’s as nice as pie. I guess if the hotel is on the beach, you could get all sorts of riff raff wandering in and out of the place – but didn’t they know who I was?!
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