Bali barat

17 – 19 Maret 2010

Travelling the day after Nyepi was not the brightest idea the roads were very busy with people heading home from their villages after the holiday. We encountered four or five broken down lorries which caused absolute chaos with the already dense traffic on the narrow winding road from Denpasar to Gilimanuk. Gilimanuk is the port where ferries leave for Java and little else happens there.

I took a local guide to the National Park where we spent three hours walking. He was an excellent bird mimic and managed to bring several males of different species close to us. We heard but never managed to see barking deer – the vegetation is too lush due to the rainy season to see them as they are timid. We did however see a large family of monkeys and lots of insects and an amazing selection of snails.

I also travelled back along the south coast to Medewi which is another surfers mecca. The surf break is very close to shore so I was able to get a good view of the surfers whilst talking to some of the locals.

I discovered a great warung near my hotel and spent several hours talking to the proprietor and customers. At one point a soldier left only to come hurrying back about 5 minutes later – he had put his gun on the side at the back of the warung and forgot it when he left!

Ubud for Nyepi

15 – 16 March 2010

For details of Nyepi read entries for March 2009 earlier in my blog.

This year the ogoh-ogoh (monsters) parades were allowed to take place and as I travelled from Lovina to Ubud I saw vast numbers of these being prepared for the local parades which take place in each village. In Ubud the parade was massive with all the ogoh-ogoh initially being taken to the football field then in turn going to the main square where the teams carrying them made them ‘dance’. Most villages seemed to have submitted 3 ogoh-ogoh, one from the kindergarden, one of school children and then a very large one from the adults. To get these large ones through the streets needed guys with long poles to lift the wires up whilst the teams lowered the monster as much as possible to get underneath. As if the monsters on their bamboo plinths were not heavy enough a couple of men would be stood on the plinth to help the monster to gyrate and to let of fireworks, doves etc.

For the day of silence I stayed in a small hotel with two other volunteers. We had the luxury of a swimming pool and WiFi. There were lovely views over rice fields and it was wonderfully tranquil. Basic Indonesian food was provided for out meals.

Lovina

11 – 14 March 2010

Lovina is an area in the north of Bali consisting of several villages along the main road. It has a narrow black sand beach. The main attraction here is early morning dolphin watching boat trips followed by snorkelling.

I was here in the run up to Nyepi – the Hindu New Year and there were various ceremonies going on including one on the beach that I attended at the invitation of the homestay proprietor.

I used the homestay as a base to go walking and exploring further afield by local bus. I did struggle to get anything approaching local prices anywhere in Lovina or on the buses. Even when passengers did the same journey as I did and the conductor knew I had seen what they paid they tried to charge me more.

Singapore - visa run

5-6 March 2010

My contract with VSO ended as I was unable to extend my visa to work in Indonesia due to issues with the Memorandum of Understanding. However VSO pay for health insurance for volunteers for a further 3 months at the end of the contract to allow time for travel on the way back to the home country. I decided I wanted to travel more in Indonesia but therefore needed a new visa. This entailed a 24 hour trip to Singapore.

My second impression of Singapore was much like my first – it is not a place I would choose to spend time. It is so Westernised and organised. I did manage some sightseeing but the best sight was the lights of Singapore receding as I flew back to Bali.

Finishing my contract with VSO

The next few days were spent sorting out the final end of placement issues with VSO and putting my luggage into storage at the office.

Farewell to Rote

26 February 2010

Today was spent giving away things that John did not want and I could not afford to or did not need to send back to the UK. I was also giving out small thank you cards I had made. Then in the evening quite a group of us got together to drink the last of my alcohol and to eat a pizza I had cooked with the last of my cheese.

27 February 2010

I had made the decision to leave a couple of days early as the waves were getting larger and I could not risk not getting to Kupang. This morning was frantic as the ferry was leaving from Papela – due to the large waves making docking in Baa impossible - at the far east of the island so we had to leave very early. The director arranged for his car to be driven by one of the drivers and agreed for Ibu Femi to spend the morning accompanying me to Papela and for Om Jek to come to Kupang so we did not miss out on a final night of drinking and so I was not alone for too long in Kupang. Even the Bupati was at Papela and shook my hand - he was actually returning from Kupang and not there especially for me but it felt special. It has been the most amazing 11 months of living on Rote and I hope I will be able to maintain contact with some of the amazing friends I have made.

2 March 2010

Ari one of the policeman I had drunk with on Rote was in Kupang for a conference so I met up with him and some of his friends for drinks this evening.

My leaving party

25 February 2010

Today saw most of the nurses working in and around the hospital kitchen preparing food for my leaving party. Another group were preparing es buah a mixed fruit drink with a base of coconut juice so a couple of the men had been scaling the palms to get enough coconuts. The guys were also involved in carrying all the benches from out patients to the area where the party would be held.

The turnout for the party was amazing and there was a MC. I was invited to speech first then there was a presentation of the most amazing piece of ikat – local woven cloth, more speeches of thanks, then photographs with various groups of hospital staff and then prayers before the food. Then the inevitable drinking and dancing which went on until about 02:30. It was an amazing event and very emotional to think so many people cared enough to work so hard to make it such a good event or turned up to wish me well.