21.08.2009 30 °C
Ah, Bali - a feast for the senses.
Heady aromas of incense and jasmine rice waft through the air. Friendly locals with ever-ready smiles and daily (sometimes hourly) offerings of fresh flowers to statues of gods. Rhythmic drumming and jaunty percussion from the seemingly impromptu street parades - you'll catch at least one each day whether you want to or not. $8 hour-long beach massages - manna for aching limbs. And the food! Amazingly cheap and devilishly spicy, it's tingly-tastebud perfection for we two jaded travellers. Suitably paired with a frosty beer or two, of course...
We're interning for two months at Blue Season Bali, a dive shop in the 'fishing village' of Sanur (as described by Lonely Planet). However, most fishing villages don't have three Dolce & Gabanna shops within walking distance, paired with some knockoff Paul Smith concessions.
We had a bit of a slow start but are getting to grips with the fantastic diving now, although some of it comes in bone-chilling 15 degree water (this is very cold). It's also nice to be part of a community for a while, hanging out, drawing on dogs, etc (more on this later).
All we need now is some time off to surf!