hot fun in the summertime

Bali, INDONESIA-- or memories of bali, indonesia. it's almost noon here in manila and i'm home on a thursday. everyone is still in pajamas. as the only catholic nation in asia we're observing holy week (my mom is fasting from texting and making calls).

i know justine/ketuta was down with something last week (not a resurfacing inca virus, i hope) and she hasn’t seen any of the photos from my camera(s). here’s a little reminder of how, just a month ago, we were baking under the sun in our little piece of heaven called villa jerami.

the photo’s actually from another resort but you get the (pun pun pun) picture. great times filled with tasty nasi goreng, lovely museums, tipsy tourists singing ‘sex on fire’ with the local band, and yummy bintan beer and mojitos (bubbly for the birthday girl). plus a costa rican dude who invited himself to our all-girls party at ku de ta (to quote nimal, “there has been a security breach!”). note that it was a group of 15 girls with (mostly) big personalities. ballsy guy.

outrage

Bali, INDONESIA -- apart from the great service, food, and professionally-run surf schools,one thing striking about bali is the post-bombing psyche. on our way to a temple, our driver dewa was telling us that in bali, there were two bombings. in jakarta, "too many."

when we got to danung lot for a really gorgeous cliffside sunset we saw stalls selling shirts that very openly dissed bombings. one white tee read, "bali bombing outrage" in bold black letters. another simply had "fuck terrorism" on the front.

more lator.

giddy

Bali, INDONESIA -- "girls gone wild: bali edition" is now on after months of email, bookings and such. jan, justine, claire and i are now waiting for the ten other girls joining us at our villa. ten girls! and yes, we're staying at a v-i-l-l-a. no couchsurfing, no backpacking, hardly any public transport-taking. jan and i are unaccustomed to all the luxury and perks of hanging with the high-rolling singapore girls. it's a nice change.

last night we went on a mission to see the seediest place we could find. the winner: the bounty discotheque. cage dancing,anyone?

more on justine's bali birthday blowout next time. happy birthday, ketuta!