Forward and back – but now room 20B

Left Java behind, departure at the airport, taxi to the beach and sunsetsurf for one hour in crowded small waves. Then I moved to a traditional Balinese house in Kerobokan, near where I originally intended to live, but farther away from the sea. The “wow”-room that Mira, the lovely and supersweet Jakarta-Bali babe had shown me was unfortunately rent out already, but nevertheless I got a real nice and very private upstairs room in a traditional Balinese house, with a huge balcony and view over the padi fields and with a nice and easygoing family downstairs. To live in a Balinese house means you almost live within the tempel. The door to my room looks like that of one. Water and bed are clean, and it´s as silent and much cheaper here. Almost started to love that place.





But only almost. Lying in my bed at night I knew already that I would miss the view on the the ocean when driving along the beach on my way to school in the morning. And finally I felt unpleasant to tell the owners that I have to move out already. I moved back on the next day. Got a new room now in the same compound as before, so still the same adress, only the room number changed to 20 B. It´s much more expensive than the familystay and also something more expensive than my old room, which I couldn’t bear anymore. But this room is newer, it is clean and it does even have a hot shower. I just had one and it feels so good after months of cold showers. I finally feel completely at home in that tillte tranquil beach inn. On Saturday morning I will take my board, pass the little palm meadow and will be on the waves in five minutes. Niza, another girl wants to move to a house in Seminyak and asked me to join. I will see. It depends on factors, which I will carefully asses this time. Today we had decision making processes at school – that was one day too late. However, the chance is little that I will move away from here anymore. I love it. And it looks little bit like a temple, too.