It was the last weekend of Ramadan, and in Indonesia, it means everything pretty much shuts down because everyone goes home to spend time one's family and ask for forgiveness from everyone. Because of the huge transmigration that takes place in Indonesia, cities like Jakarta pretty much shuts down. Aceh as well was pretty darn quiet starting on Tuesday when people started to pulang kampung (literally means to return to village). I left for Bali on Thursday morning, which is Idul Fitri, the first day after Ramadan. Everyone goes to the mosque for early prayer before returning home to spend the day with family. With this being the first Ramadan after the tsunami, there were a lot of people visiting the mass graves that surrounds the city.
So to ask for forgiveness from my sins of the past year, I decided to go to Bali to meet Michael and David, 2 friends I met in Yogya, along with friends of friends, all together about 20 people.
The entire weekend consisted of sleeping in, swimming and body boarding at the beach until after sunset, out to a nice dinner, and then partying until 5am. Saturday was a costume party, with "legends" being the theme. We had to scramble around Kuta to find creative costumes at the very last minute. I went as the Chiquita banana girl. I don’t think I’ve seen so much debauchery in one night, and I will spare you the sordid details.
It was a beach-bummin' weekend - can't remember the last time I saw 3 sunsets 3 days straight! Since I didn't get to explore other parts of the island, I'm sure I will be going back to Bali sometime soon. I still need to go check out Ubud, the cultural center of Bali, as well as the volcanos on the western side of the island. Who wants to join me?
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I do! I do!
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