Steve Love just came over to my house to say goodbye. Steve has been over my place for bbq’s before, this time he’s been surfing almost everyday. Recently he did a trip out to Medewi, and said the surf was great. Swell on the Bukit expected to be big today and friday.
Back from Ubud with Ika & Jevon. We had a pretty good time and its always refreshing spending some time in a different scene and learning a few things.
Today is saturday and most people in Bali have to work. Sunday however is definitely a day off for most people. You can tell by the amount of traffic on the roads. I could do all kinds of things on sunday (besides write for Baliblog). Here are the top 10 things I could do on sunday.
Raising kids is an education in human nature, patience and logistics. Since I have returned to Bali, Jevon has been trotting around the house, bright eyed and inquisitive. He wants to search, feel, pull, taste everything, especially the stuff he shouldn’t touch, like electric cables.
Living in Bali, one becomes aware of the lack of safety, in many of things we participate in. The roads are a bit crazy, people spray chemicals around without a care, and the young kids are left to run along the country roads.
While I was drinking beer and tapping away at a downtown internet cafe in Ubud, Ika was secretly getting getting Jevon a haircut. He needed one, but he got the ‘full meal deal’ with his hair taken right down to the wood.
Having a kid changes your requirements as far as accommodation, both for safety and convenience. Ika, Jevon and I are staying in a guest, the Rahayu Bungalows on Jl. Hanuman , downtown. We have a single story bungalow in Balinese style, own bathroom, hot water, stove and huge garden. This cost us 75,000rp per night and its good, breakfast is also included (pancake, coffee/ tea, fruit ).
Saturday morning I got Jevon into his disposable diaper, short, shoes, and took him down the street for a coffee. Actually he doesn’t like coffee, but ever since he’s been around, we have both been going down to Cafe Seminyak once in a while.
Campur means ‘mixed’ in Indonesian. Jevon is a campur kid, and like many others, was caught in a legal mess as far as his nationality. Logic would suggest, that if a kid was born in a country, to a mother who is a national from that country, the kid too, would similarly become national. Well logic doesn’t have much to do with what often goes on over here, and campur kids were considered foreingers, adopting the nationality of their father.
This last week in Bali 2 tourists died while enjoying water sports. The first was a 40 year old Australian who was rescued from drowning on Kuta beach. He was hit by large waves while swimming, and though revived by life guards, passed away at BIMC in Kuta.