Saturday 8 March
One word can describe this day:
We got up plenty early to catch our ride and in the van to the Bali Hai II (the name of the ship) we shared the car with another couple from Seattle. Apparently, I didn’t sound American, I sounded Australian. I was pretty amused J We got to the dock and there was the requisite tourist trap shop and in the window I spied BLUE ROSE barefoot sandals. I could hardly contain my excitement hehe. Matt tried to point out that they were gold-bells with it (and I prefer silver to gold) but I didn’t care. Going inside, I found a pair with silver bells, and needless to say they were mine hehehe!
So we get on the boat, and it’s a rather long boat ride to Lembongan island where we would be docked outside of. I dozed on the boat a bit, and then we went up for the snorkelling demonstration. Once we got to the pontoon boat that’s moored out there, we quickly got a locker and snagged a couple of towels before hopping on the banana boat for a ride.
The banana boat is exactly what it sounds like – an inflatable boat that’s shaped like a banana, that they use a little motorized boat to drag you around on it. It’s high speed and the views from the water are amazing! We thoroughly enjoyed that, and after we got back we stripped off our life vests and prepared for snorkelling. Unfortunately, there weren’t any masks when we first wanted to do it so we decided to just jump in for a swim but the water was FREEZING! Matt went down the big water slide and I eventually decided to jump in after whimpering about the cold water. We swam around a bit before seeing that there were masks available so we quickly grabbed them and our waterproof camera and dove back into the ocean.
The FISH! It was amazing to see the fish swimming all around! I particularly enjoyed the Black Triggerfish, which appeared to be this velvety black fish with a shiny white blue white stripe along the dorsal and anal fins (I had to look that up!). There were so many fish down there that were gorgeous, and we spent a fair bit of time swimming around and snapping pictures and chasing the fishies. Then, wanting to see more of the ocean, the both of us readily agreed to pay for scuba diving lessons!
We signed up and had a quick lunch and then got back. I was practically bouncing in my seat in anticipation as I’ve always wanted to do a scuba dive. They got us suited up, got us in fins and weighted down, and showed us what we needed to do with breathing. The breathing was easy – just like breathing through a snorkel. We put on the masks and did a quick test down in the water, hanging on to the railing. That was pretty easy, and I didn’t have a problem.
However, when the instructor said that he was going down to show us what to do if we got water in our mask, I started getting really really nervous. Watching him purposefully put water in his mask and clear it really freaked me out. He had me do some breathing, and we tried it again, he took me down a meter. The view was amazing, but some water started seeping into my mask and I had to stop as it was triggering panic. I had a similar situation when I was wearing an oxygen mask after a surgery, so something there triggers me – either it’s claustrophobia or something, we don’t know.
Matt, luckily, got to do his dive and he said it was one of the most amazing experiences he had ever had the opportunity to do. We’re going to work with diving lessons to get me over my fear of the water in the mask thing so I can go out with him and experience it myself! He felt bad that I didn’t get to go but that’s ok… I don’t feel bad and I’m really really happy he got to enjoy himself down there!!
After his dive we went snorkelling again, and did a small underwater boat ride thingie and more snorkelling. We got to see the fish in the middle of a feeding frenzy because someone dropped them some rice! The fish were within touching distance to get to their rice and it was incredibly cool to see. The lifeguards on duty said they were Asian fish, not Western fish because “They don’t like bread, only rice!” haha. About half an hour before the water activities closed, we did another banana boat ride and Matt cheekily did a couple of selfies of him on the boat with the camera! We dried off, climbed in the boat and had a couple of pineapple juices before heading back to shore.
I had another nap on the boat, of course 😉 I have a bad habit of sleeping in moving vehicles. Planes, trains, cars, boats… I can sleep on anything. If I have to drive a long distance it gets a bit nerve wracking because of my ‘’auto narcolepsy’’ as we jokingly call it.
We got back to the apartments and I changed out of my bathers and into something a bit more comfortable and Emma, Sarah, Matt and I went wandering down Popies Lane looking for more cheap knockoff sunnies and presents for Matt’s kids. We got some gear, saw Adam and Alyssa, and went back to the room where the party was just beginning! The whole family and friends, including Andy from the Beach and Benny (another Beach bar guy), were showing up prepared to have a great time to celebrate Greg’s 60th!
When he first got up to Bali, Greg had organized to use the bar at the rooftop for Saturday night along with some catering and bartending. We had an amazing buffet dinner (buffets seemed to be the name of the game honestly!) and I spent a fair bit of time in the pool at the beginning playing with Alyssa. Around dinner time I put on my sarong and mingled a bit before helping organize everyone into a group photo that Matt set up on his camera. We laughed and partied a bit and then after the group photo we got back in the pool and had a few drinks and more laughter and partying. The music wasn’t that great, and I kept threatening to take it over but everyone cringed at the thought – both Matt and I listen to heavy metal a fair bit (him more than me!) and we have a bit of a reputation. Once some really terrible techno came on courtesy of Ann, I said “nope nope nope!” and got my phone. I quickly did up a Spotify playlist culled from some of my less heavy favourites and the moment “Sweet Home Alabama” started playing, I was quickly forgiven 😉 We played some great music and bounced around. The party started dying down when Matt, who was talking with Andy, Benny and Greg, decided to be ‘generous’ and give Andy and Benny some Bushmills.
Apparently, Balinese can’t sip Irish Whiskey without mixing it. Who knew? Lol. I took a sip of Matt’s Bushmills and felt it burn allll the way down, but I didn’t make a face. I’d prefer it a bit more watered down to be perfectly frank if I were going to drink whiskey, but I can shoot it and sip it we’ve discovered. (Nothing is as nasty as doing a shot of cheap tequila and I’ve done that!)
We saw a very drunk Andy and Benny off (apparently they met up with Greg at the bar just outside the hotel – the Secret Garden) and Matt and I went off to bed. It was our last night in Bali and we were pretty tired after a very full on day!