The bus terminal Ubung is lined with rice fields and palm trees. A few food stalls are selling simple delicacies. Who wants to take the food away, it is wrapped in banana leaves and newspapers. Hawkers offer fresh fruits, steamed peanuts and other delicious snacks.
A rickety pickup takes me over a dusty and potholed road to Kuta. I settle down in a Losmen (Indonesian hostel). Short but intense, I enjoy the exuberant nightlife.
After a few days, the hype gets too big for me and I move on to contemplative Candi Dasa.
Since then, a lot has changed on the island of the Gods. From an insider tip among globetrotters to the world-famous holiday destination. With all the positive and negative side effects.