3 February 2010 (posted 17 June 2010)
Bali was never somewhere I yearned to go. Not too far off the WA coast, a cheap holiday destination for me, yet it has the reputation of somewhere Aussie yobs go... an Aussie Cancun.
But I do like exploring cheap airfares, so when Air Asia Launched a Bali service, I had a look. All in Indonesian Rupiah, I had no concept of fare values, but a flight popped up at around 20 percent of those on adjacent days, arousing my curiosity. I threw it into a currency converter which spat out $7 Australian. I booked it largely because I refused to believe the converter - only seeing the charge on my credit card would convince me: In the end, it hit at $12 in total - I'd accidentally accepted the "optional" travel insurance! Doh!
With a fare booked, even if it was only the homeward bound leg, I couldn't let it go. From that point on, Bali was inevitable! *GRIN*
There were lots of things that I didn't like... the hawkers, the crowds, the pushiness. But this beautiful island gets under your skin and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I felt more relaxed than I can remember being for a long time. For two days, I did absolutely nothing: Had brekky, swam in the pool then lay by it drinking watermelon slushies; reading a book; wandering down to the beach for a ninety-minute massage (fifteen dollars!) and almost floated out of there! The pleasure of the place was that I never had that nagging, "I should be doing this, that or the other" feeling. All that had to wait 'til I got home.
After resisting Bali for so long, even if there are some less than savoury things about the island, it's a great place to relax. I'm sold on her charms and I'll definitely be back. I must remember not to be so quick to judge. There's a lesson in there, somewhere!*GRIN*