We arrived late at night to Denpensar international airport in Bali, around midnight...eventhough Jake told me not to get the cab drivers out front, I was overwhelmed by their persistancy and succombed to their plight. I payed 4 times the going price for a ride to Balangan beach...he said it was over an hour drive away...we arrived in 20 minutes....after speaking to a little boy on a scooter who was driving next to the cab. I was nervous at this point, asking questions and the driver couldn't seem to give me a sufficient answer...I took my seatbelt off, and was ready to protect Morgan at the slightest sign of dodgy business. Next thing I know, we are driving down this dirt road, scrapping the bottom of the rickedy old blue cab with worn out seat cushions. "Ohhh Whaaat" I hear Jake call out from behind a fence...we arrived!
I was grinning ear to ear, or I thought I was. I was trying to smile, but so exhausted I might have just been giving Jake a lost look of content that maybe didn't satisfy his hopes for an esctatic reconnecting of unparalleled friendship. My brother from another Mother, "Coob" the kid who got hurt at my house while growing up together. At least that was one of the stories that spilled out as we reminisced on the porch with some cocktails (I got JD from duty-free). The girls, probably bored out of their minds and rolling their eyes I'm sure, didn't raise a single fuss and let us two have our moment of inside jokes, onesided conversations, and historically driven contextual phrases that only satisfy our humor.
Jake picked the perfect Bungalow village in Balangan on the Bukit Peninsula. Dreamland beach, not an exageration either, was a two minute scooter ride down the hill. We lavished in fruit salad breakfasts, nasi goreng specials, and our sweat from the humid climate. It was exactly what I was hoping for.
We spent the days, all four of us, on the beach in a cove that had a shallow wading pool which constantly changed from the tide. We got sunburned, had cocktails in paradise, and ate plate after plate of fried rice and noodles. Bali baby!
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