Weird day. We booked a fast boat to Bali so we can catch our flight to Jakarta tomorrow. What was originally meant to be a 9:30am start was inexplicably pushed back to 1pm. Nothing much to do but eat a bit and lounge about on the beach, waiting.
Fast boat is delayed. When it finally arrives they cram us in. Chuck and I are relegated to the back where there is no roof for cover from crashing waves. The ride is long and bumpy. Poor Chuck is in the back corner and the pilot keeps steering hard into waves so as to blast water into Chuck's seat. He's absolutely drenched. I hated seeing my brother get hosed like that, it was totally inhospitable. I can't believe these assholes couldn't even offer a poncho or something. Not even a fair warning. What a bunch of dicks. I've come to expect no less from Indonesians. Seriously, the lack of foresight around here is nothing short of appalling.
Chuck is shivering when we finally make shore. It's later than expected due to a stop on Nusa Penida not originally mentioned. We find a place to crash. Chuck requires a hot shower.
Out to find dinner we stumble across a pair of Indo midgets dressed as leprechauns plugging the local Irish Pub. Tasty beverages and grub inside. A live band for once. We get lost on the way back to our hotel. Sidewalk in the dark proves treacherous with sporadic holes where whole concrete blocks are missing. Open sewage runs beneath. Who can be held liable for such neglect? Certainly not the city that used resident taxes to finance construction.
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