Part 1: Flying to Bali, Indonesia, the heavenly island.
Good day earthlings! It's been an extraordinary hectic month for me and my family ever since my house was broken into a few weeks ago, very early in the morning. I would not disclose the entire incident in detail for safety purpose; I nearly lost my mum, however, if she was not as alert and as strong as she was. This is when I start to pay heed to the increasingly savage criminal articles published in newspapers, as well as those of shared on the internet. The world, if not the country, is getting horrible. Who should we blame? When the government bodies, the Royal Malaysia Police (PDRM) in my case, don't give a damn about the nations, what should we do? By saying so, I have my own experience which led to disappointment; nothing would've happened if the police were to take action immediately after a suspected car with everyone's face covered was reported by my neighbour, about an hour before the break-in. Malaysia Boleh, eh? Renovations have been continuously going on at my house ever since, that I'm not sure if everything was completed by now, which explains the unusually long procrastination. I hope this is excusable!
Anyway, here I am, intending to update my blog just as often as I used to do. Starting off by continuing from the previous post about my trip to Bali, Indonesia, we headed to Kintamani Village for lunch right after the visitation to Tirtha Empul Temple. To compare our lunch of the day with the previous meals we had, it was slightly special in terms of environment, providing the fact that the restaurant was located at an elevation of 1200 meters above sea level. It's almost like Genting Highlands in Bali!
We left the restaurant with bloated tummies as the rain got heavier. While we were queuing to board the bus, we were also enjoying the misty, cold weather. It felt so much better than being at Genting Highlands! With great strength and vigour, we proceeded for the very first shopping in Bali.
Guess where it was! :D
Part 3: First night in Bali.
Good day earthlings! It's been an extraordinary hectic month for me and my family ever since my house was broken into a few weeks ago, very early in the morning. I would not disclose the entire incident in detail for safety purpose; I nearly lost my mum, however, if she was not as alert and as strong as she was. This is when I start to pay heed to the increasingly savage criminal articles published in newspapers, as well as those of shared on the internet. The world, if not the country, is getting horrible. Who should we blame? When the government bodies, the Royal Malaysia Police (PDRM) in my case, don't give a damn about the nations, what should we do? By saying so, I have my own experience which led to disappointment; nothing would've happened if the police were to take action immediately after a suspected car with everyone's face covered was reported by my neighbour, about an hour before the break-in. Malaysia Boleh, eh? Renovations have been continuously going on at my house ever since, that I'm not sure if everything was completed by now, which explains the unusually long procrastination. I hope this is excusable!
Anyway, here I am, intending to update my blog just as often as I used to do. Starting off by continuing from the previous post about my trip to Bali, Indonesia, we headed to Kintamani Village for lunch right after the visitation to Tirtha Empul Temple. To compare our lunch of the day with the previous meals we had, it was slightly special in terms of environment, providing the fact that the restaurant was located at an elevation of 1200 meters above sea level. It's almost like Genting Highlands in Bali!
The weather refused to cooperate, unfortunately. It started drizzling when we were on the way up to the mountain, then it rained heavily as we got excited over the chance of watching an active volcano, the Mount Batur. We weren't jakun. Malaysia never has a volcano!
Mount Batur is located at Kintamani and it has erupted about 24 times since year 1800 and still active up to now. Since the mount erupting, it has impacted to the local society life around this mount, like removing altar, improve or repairing the village and re-arrange the tradition. Lake Batur is the biggest lake in Bali and functioning as irrigation source to all farmers around it and it is also for all Bali society generally. – Kintamani Batur Lake and Volcano
These are probably the best photos I could show because of the bad weather. We did not stop for photography either. If I'm not mistaken, everyone was literally hunger. To be honest, though, I was greatly excited as these beautiful scenes heaved in sight; it's the first ever volcano in my life, not to mention the lava in black! Woooaaaaaaah!
Our lunch was just typical Balinese cuisine served in buffet style with one preferred soft drink or fruit juice included, but no one expected to see pork satay in the restaurant. Naeem, who is a Singaporean Muslim, mistakenly thought it was chicken satay until one of the waiters mentioned about it, and he rushed to the toilet right away for manual force vomit. Surely, he was pissed about their carelessness and inconsideration.
Guess where it was! :D
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Hi. The table napkin looks like bikini~~ *sexy napkin*..
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That's my friends' creative artwork. Hahaha! :D
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