Still in the past. I am currently a small town in the philippines, but the pictures below relate chronilogically to the last blog entry.
Welcome to Fantasy Island!
We had just left Yogyakart and flown to Bali, which i'm sure is a paridise if you can escape the Hell Hole known as Kuta, which is like spring break capital Indonesia, and motor scooter capital, and capital of people trying to sell you stuff. Dancing was fun in Kuta, and I did get to sing on stage w/ a cover band. I sang a Bon Jovi Song, "It's My Life" It was pretty boss.
We then decided to get the hell out after just two nights, and check out the more remote Gili Isles which were a couple boat rides away. Whoa. Yo ho ho, the pirates life is NOT for me. Jen, myself, and the rest of the free world on our boat were more praying for land-ho within 1 hour of our 5 hour ferry ride. Rocky seas combined with diesel fumes = not so awesome. The high point was that our indonesian ferry boat crew found every small event to be hysterical and demanded a Pee Wee's Playhouse-Word-of-the-Day-Type reaction. Once we finally reached our tiny island getaway, the crew had to use a smaller boat to shuttle people to land. Whenever the little boat took off safely, mass hysteria and shouting. When the boat returned safely, mass hysteria. When the guy driving our little shuttle boat missed the rope he was thrown, mass hysteria. When he caught it, same reaction. They were on crack 24-7.
Upon getting to Gili Air Island we had to wade with our packs thru about 50 ft of ocean swamp. Then we get picked up in a horse drawn cart and driven through a powerless island to our bungalow. Fortunately, the bungalow kicked ass. A bamboo hut w/ porch, hammock, mosquito net, etc. The next few days were spent sitting on a beach and thanking the Gods of Land that we were not on a ship. A special favorite point of mine (and Jen's, in retrospect) was when Gary the Gecko visited our bungalow bathroom. Geckos are everywhere, but this guy was almost 2 feet long!!! He also made this awesome clicking noise. i hope the picture does him justice. Unfortunately it was a one time sighting.
5 comments:
...if you send me a gecko I will react with mucho mass hysteria. Send me a gecko...I must have one...
Gorgeous pics btw...
Give it up for the gecko. Hard to tell how big he was but cool either way. Props to you on the pee wee herman comment. The word of the day is Beer.
I'm going to get a "Beer" YEA!!!!!
Wow, where can I get a membership to that gym? Was Fred Flintstone there?
That looks like a Tokay gecko I had as a pet when I was in junior high. His name was Bob and he was freaking mean. When I tried to pick him up he would arch his back and try to bite me. He would also make a really wierd noise...enough about Bob.
Congrats on the engagement. I saw Greg this weekend and he told me about it, so I thought I would check out your blog.
Later,
Luke
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