The proposal for Bali foresaw in the order:
6pm: arrival, pick the car up preaviously rented online.
Leave the airport located near Kuta and reach in around an hour the little village of Ubud.
But everything was going wrong…The flight from Kl took off two hours late, cause of a tropical storm, it wasn’t a relaxing one at all.(with remarkable and hysterical Vane’s interferences to scold the bad-behaved passengers in order to forbid the use of their electrical devices). We reached bali in this way, two hours late. As it wasn’t enough, we lost an infinity of time at the immigration office, because it was supposed to pay cash for the visa, but we didn’t have money and there wasn’t the possibility to withdraw. So with a funny game among us make by: “you stay here, I go there.” “leave the passaport to guarantee you will not get away, cross the border explaing that you had left your passaport to another man over there, and …. Where is our luggage???” Eventually in a desert airport we found our way off. But by that time was to late for the appointment with Arif Ailman (the man of the car) We had tried to contact him before, but with no luck! After that, as if by magic, we met the typical weird Italian fellow, who had got the situation and immediately try to help us giving his mobile. Before leaving he didn’t forget to scare us about how difficult can be driving to Ubud during the night, narrow and dangerous streets, no traffic signs at all and a many other stuff. Finally after long argues among us about what to do we get the car.
We are on our car, driving on the right side, to make things even easier, armed just with an embarassing drawn by me map, our trip start. From that moment everythings started to be magic.
Everytimes we stopped asking informations about Ubud, believing we were irrimediably lost they said “keep going stright you are on the right way” for some hidden reasons it was impossible to get lost on the island… and the next days we would have the confirmation, everywhere we would decided to go, with no cognition of cardinal points we definitely have reached our destination. Balinese people are fantastic, always smiling. The island is overcrowded of ferral dogs that we always tried not to hit, but over all there are as many motorbiles as you can’t never image…(ask Simo! he hated them because they were everywhere) The damned bikers are helpful as well. It happened to us to ask infos to a fellow who was talking with his mobile, so we have been scorted by himself. At 11 we reached our awesome hotel without noone of the difficulties that they had foreseen. Some fellows were wating us awake, and brought us to our apartments… yes becouse they were very luxorius and huge: canopy , spare bed, wide bathroom, each with its terrace where every morning they serve the breakfast, everything in front of an ancient swimming pool in a fabulous environment… hang on i forgot a detail: the price 10 euros per night…
All the rest can wait till tomorrow!!!!