After a week of laying around our beautiful villa in Seminyak, we decided to make a change and move to an AirBnb house we found in Jimbaran, just south of the airport.
Just a warning: if you ever go to Bali you should beware of a thing called “Bali Belly.” I won't go into detail but I will say it is a horrible thing. I will also say that one of our travel mates did happen to catch this horrible thing. Fortunately, it was neither Maggie, nor myself, and that led to several awesome days of girl time!
The first day of “the belly”, Maggie and I rented scooters and drove to the famous Uluwatu temple. It wasn't too far from our place and the drive was really nice. The temple was well, not much of a temple, but it was an extremely beautiful trail full of monkeys and trees and flowers. I enjoyed the walk very much.
Blue Point Beach
After Uluwatu, Maggie and I sort of just cruised. We ended up at some sort of Surfer Mecca that was unbelievable. Ground level started with a shop here, a restaurant there, but at the end of each shop there were steps going down leading to even cooler shops and even more restaurants. By the time we got to the bottom of the stairs we were in the middle of a cave that opened up to the beach. The whole thing was spontaneous and breathtaking.
Perhaps the best part was all the surfers! Maggie and I laughed and watched as dozens of people swam deep into the ocean and attempted to catch waves. The waves were huge and so unsurprisingly about 1/3 of the surfers were actually capable of surfing the large waves.
After staring into the wild blue for a half hour, Maggie and I hopped back on our scooter and went towards something we had seen on Google maps. It was a rooftop bar and honestly it just sounded cool. What we found though, was something way out of our leage.
Unique Rooftop Bar
First we approached a security check leading into a gated resort community. I saw a sign that mentioned a dress code, but luckily the standards must have been pretty low. Still, our purses had to be checked before we were allowed to enter. We drove around a roundabout and into the gate of a huge hotel. Suppressing our giggles, Maggie and I pep-talked each other before going in. We had to act like we had enough money to belong there. They could never know we were sneaking!
Through good posture and spectacular smiles we made our way inside the lobby. I held both of our jaws up when we saw the infinity pool on the first floor.
After being awestruck by the fancy elevator with wood carvings and mirrors all around it, we went up, up and up to Unique, the rooftop bar. Here we casually walked in, snuck a few pictures and dreamed of the good life. It wasn't until a young waitress approached us with menus that we were awoken from our dreams. The prices on the menu were enough to make us quickly shut the book and smile and nod as we careful stepped back on to the elevator, trying our best not to break anything.
In the end, we decided the whole thing was a learning experience for us. It was...motivation to go back home and get real jobs again. Maybe someday, when we turned 65 maybe, we could afford a cocktail at such a fine place.
Dinner on the Beach
For dinner we had to do the famous Jimbaran beachside sunset meal. The three of us walked along the beach lined with beautiful outdoor seating. We chose carefully our choice of location and landed at a beautiful location midway down the beach. It was every bit as amazing as you’d think it would be.
The sunset was beautiful, and just after it set the sky was even more beautiful. We watched a Balinese dance, our waitress told us jokes and made us napkin jewellery, and we had the balinese version of a mariachi band play "Sweet Home Alabama" at our table.
To order our food, we walked up to a large aquarium and watched as man pulled out our choice of prawn, lobster, fish or crab and laid the live seafood on a scale to show us what we would soon be eating. I told him I wanted a small lobster and he smiles and said he had just the guy for me. I watched in amazement and shock as he reached his bare hands in the water and pulled out a small lobster that was very much so alive and well. Later I learned that he tasted quite wonderful when cooked in butter and garlic. The only surprise of the night was the bill at the end. At $30 each, we decided to call it a night and head back to our place.