We made the journey back up to Kuta for Dan and Helen's final days in Bali. We'd found accomodation much closer to where the Junkungs set off for the reefs which changed a 1 hour hike into a 5 minute strole, much better. It left us with enough energy to even paddle out on some days rather than take the boat. Being this close meant that we had to stay in the heart of the Kuta maddness (Poppies 1). It is propper party town. Suprisingly once you were back at the cottages you forgot where you were. We have our own huge balcony and we even have a pool, although you had to be careful at the deep end as there was building work going on behind it and the odd item sometimes fell down. The builders were funny characters though, they'd wave to you at the start and end of their working day and they'd sometimes even count you down when you were jumping into the pool.
Although the sound of the nightclubs didn't carry to where we were staying you could hear the pumping bass as clear as anything when paddling out at half 5 on Saturday morning.
It was sad to see Helen and Dan go, It really made the start of out trip having them with us. Helen have an amazing time in France and Dan in Spain. Keep in touch.x
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