Jaime and I went snorkling on the lovely Gili T island. The water was crystal clear...and when I say crystal, I mean like crysstaaaaal for reals. We were only knee deep in water, when Jaime told me to put my face in and enter the other world...i laughed at this, so silly...this ain't no closet door in the Chronicals of Narnia. But then was shocked when I did put my face in and was welcomed by an underwater world of coral and hundreds of different fish. Maybe not hundreds..but twenty-thirtyish...same diff. But beautiful non the less.
On our second snorkle sesh (session), we saw two old soul'ed turtles swim below us. They were so graceful and made us happy. The ocean is such a peaceful place. But then it rammed me into the coral, giving me a gigantic and painful bruise on my leg.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Oh no you didnt
If i was in Eugene, dear crook from Lombok, I would be writing an "Eye Saw You" in the Weekly. This is what I woud say:
THE SNEAKIEST OF SNEAKS
I saw you, sneak and crook your way into taking 30,000 rp (3 dollars....yes it is a lot) from my friend and I. You claimed you were part of our shuttle service, threw our bags in your horse cart, carted us about even though we told you to stop, wouldn't stop, took our ticket and wouldnt let us have it back, and initially demanded an outrageous 50,000 rp for the 2 minute ride. You should be ashamed, sir. I hope you know, that I am going to monkey forest tomorrow, and have peanuts for them. I will use these peanuts to befriend them and later convince them to steal your horse and cart, and probably your first born as well.
UNsincerly,
Angry Baracuda Moma
THE SNEAKIEST OF SNEAKS
I saw you, sneak and crook your way into taking 30,000 rp (3 dollars....yes it is a lot) from my friend and I. You claimed you were part of our shuttle service, threw our bags in your horse cart, carted us about even though we told you to stop, wouldn't stop, took our ticket and wouldnt let us have it back, and initially demanded an outrageous 50,000 rp for the 2 minute ride. You should be ashamed, sir. I hope you know, that I am going to monkey forest tomorrow, and have peanuts for them. I will use these peanuts to befriend them and later convince them to steal your horse and cart, and probably your first born as well.
UNsincerly,
Angry Baracuda Moma
Thursday, June 23, 2011
She packs so well...
Yes. I do pack well. Exponentionally better than most. I have developed a roll-tuck technique that has helped me get through many countries you can imagine my dismay when I was told that despite my packing skills, the bag itself was too big and would have to be checked.
This left me with my "carry on" which is a bag no bigger than my 8 lb cat... Could probably only hold a 4 pounder..maybe 5...
After being shocked with the news of the checked bag, I also found out that my plan of sleeping in the Taipei airport was out of the question.."Taipei almost numbah one, but not, cause not opened 24/7" the clerk told me.
After a lot of panicking, stress eating and A disingenuous cell phone, my momma was able to get me a hotel close by. Pheww. The downer: it be speeeency.
Lesson number one: always check airport hours if you plan to bum
Other than that, the flight was gr8!. I managed to watch five movies. One of them being "diary of a wimpy kid"..maybe it was the dehydration, or maybe the beef jerky I was eating had gone bad...but I felt a connection to it, and almost cried.
I made friends with an older Chinese woman while waiting for the shuttle bus. We had only been waiting for ten minutes in the 85 degree weather when she informed me we will probably die here waiting for the bus. I obviously felt a connection to her.
The hotel I am staying in is beautiful. Took me forever to figure out how to turn on the lights.Confusion is classy. There is a"vanishing glass" mirror in the bathroom. When a switch is clicked. The foggy mirror turns clear. Illusions are classy .
Tomorrow I will arrive in Jakarta at one. And leave for Bali at 4:45 and will be officially reunited with my love at 8!
Taught!
Lesson number two: watch diary of wimpy kid (not so much a lesson..but statement)
O
This left me with my "carry on" which is a bag no bigger than my 8 lb cat... Could probably only hold a 4 pounder..maybe 5...
After being shocked with the news of the checked bag, I also found out that my plan of sleeping in the Taipei airport was out of the question.."Taipei almost numbah one, but not, cause not opened 24/7" the clerk told me.
After a lot of panicking, stress eating and A disingenuous cell phone, my momma was able to get me a hotel close by. Pheww. The downer: it be speeeency.
Lesson number one: always check airport hours if you plan to bum
Other than that, the flight was gr8!. I managed to watch five movies. One of them being "diary of a wimpy kid"..maybe it was the dehydration, or maybe the beef jerky I was eating had gone bad...but I felt a connection to it, and almost cried.
I made friends with an older Chinese woman while waiting for the shuttle bus. We had only been waiting for ten minutes in the 85 degree weather when she informed me we will probably die here waiting for the bus. I obviously felt a connection to her.
The hotel I am staying in is beautiful. Took me forever to figure out how to turn on the lights.Confusion is classy. There is a"vanishing glass" mirror in the bathroom. When a switch is clicked. The foggy mirror turns clear. Illusions are classy .
Tomorrow I will arrive in Jakarta at one. And leave for Bali at 4:45 and will be officially reunited with my love at 8!
Taught!
Lesson number two: watch diary of wimpy kid (not so much a lesson..but statement)
O
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