15th – 20th April 2015
So it was back to Sanur for the Bruvs with Blisters. After our good experience a week before we unimaginatively checked back in at Yulia 1 Guesthouse as we knew the rooms were clean, there would be cheap food around the corner and it’s only a short taxi ride to the marina. Storm was due to return to Bali the following day and we awaited the call to start work with baited breath. For months the big question we’d been asked about our travels was “How do you intend to reach Australia without flights?” and finally we had a solid, confirmed plan in which to complete our quest. There was really nothing else to do but find a nice spot to sit back and wait. So we picked up our feet and hit the beach.
|The not so spectacular Sanur beach|
Sanur beach is never going to win any awards but any sand is good enough for us to waste a day away on. After all we’re English and have whole photo albums full of holiday snaps on beaches that fail to live up to expectations. Whether it’s wearing wellington boots and a raincoat in Hunstaunton, paddling through sewage at Blackpool or helping our parents set up a wind breaker in Newquay with gale force gusts we have always learnt to make the most of it. In contrast Sanur was nothing like past holidays. Sure there were rats amongst the rocks instead of crabs but at least we were always guaranteed a 30 degree heat.
|Catching small fry so their fathers have some bait for the fishing boats|
|Back to the avery (yulia 1)|
|At least bird flu isn't an issue here|
|The rocks here are inhabited by crabs in the day and rats by night|