12/02-17/02/2011 -Consequetive nights drinking in the alcoholic bars of Alley cats, Sky Garden and Bounty drinking double-doubles and free flow, dancing on stage like theres no tomorrow, stealing flat-peak hats off Aussie boys, plenty of blanker than blank points and ending the night almost definitely with a drunken bike ride to Maccas to devour a cheeseburger in true ‘English Pig’...
surfing in Sumbawa
02/02/2011 -I was ecstatic to finally have to photos of me surfing. Still the best waves i think i’ve ever seen/surfed. Periscopes, Sumbawa-Indonesia 2011
11/02/2011…..EARTHQUAKE TREMOR! -the minor room shake had Me, karma and Simon our of our room pronto. The funniest thing was Simon was half way through using the little boys room when it happened.
08/02/2011 out of the surf.island fever kicking in.dressed Dylan the puppy in Ali’s boad shorts and my bikini.drunk Bintangs with Karma and got tied up to a chair and gagged just to pass the time.moaned about not being able to surf. and then i remember that I’m in a tropical country with good mates while friends are at home working 9-5 in the snow.not so bad after all.
07/02/2011 After a pretty boring day involving no surfing whatsoever Josh and I went for a beach stroll along the path where all the locals live. Probably mid way walking past the tents we caught the interest of the locals. A smiley woman ran up to me, called me to crouch and just plonked her little girl on my lap. Suddenly theres group of about 8 people with camera phones and a shed load of kids...
injury means no surfing
04/02/2011 Approximately 3 hours after landing in Bali i burnt my leg on a motorbike exhaust, a (not surprisingly) common occurrence for a tourist in Bali. anyway surfing in sea water everyday means cuts and burns don’t heal. they just don’t. So the damn thing kept me out of the water for 6 whole days which was a nightmare when you in Sumbawa and they only thing to do is surf.
First surf at Periscopes.
02/02/11 Headed down to Periscopes for my first surf at what turned out to be the best break I’ve ever surfed. It about a 20minute walk and on the way we were mobbed by the local kids which is a common occurrence here. The kids live just off the beach in tents. They all ran up to us, fighting over holding our hands and walked a good 10minutes with us until they got called back. I was amazed to...