Ok So its getting more and more difficult for me to actually find the motivation to want to sit down and write my blog. I have been surfing until sunset each day, meeting new people and developing relationships with the ones I have met so far. I am establishing a routine and although I am not working I feel busy and finding the time to write my blog feels hard to make.
It is for these reasons really; Just being alive in my skin when the air is warm and the sun is shining is such a wonderful mind space to be in. I am not subject to any newspapers, television propaganda or any glossy magazines. It seems that now I am not subjected to it, I have noticed what a very negative effect it had on my spirit. Talk of recession, terrorism, rape murder death, threats of this and that. So much fear based nonsense it is great not to be a part of it. My laptop still feels in someway part of that media machine.
Kuta, above where I am staying feels like one of the most lively and active cities/towns I have been in. The moped ride to each beach never ceases to have me chuckling in my spirit as swarms of mopeds weave relentlessly in and out of traffic moving at 3kph or 85kph. Every journey back from a surf session is just after sunset which seems to be peak rush hour. Mopeds are riding up and down pavements in and out of the dirt verges aligning the road. There are whole families on mopeds in the midst of this organised chaos. Mother, father, two children sometimes a small baby in arms. Hindu and Muslim women sit side straddle as they are chaperoned hair raisingly through what seems like the starting grid in the international Paris – Dakar rally with entrants on bikes trucks cars and jeeps, the only difference is the crowds on the starting grid never seperate, instead the gridlock finds a way to move along through roads with huge pot holes and cracks.
I really want to get a ride on the back of a moped soon and video film this experience to share with you all, it really is a stark contrast to the traffic situations in Europe i have experienced here. It feels really quite dangerously normal just the level of risks one takes here on every manouveure that you may only take once a month or year on a European road. Interestingly here i have only encountered smiles from all the other road users and road rage seems non existent, everyone accepts and makes allowances for all the weaving and bobbing in and out. Indonesians use their horns to let you know they are coming up from behind and intend to cut you up safely rather than an an angry response to the fact you feel someone is taking a liberty like in Europe. People in the Uk on the roads seem to behave as though they have some God given right of way in life and react to anybody else crossing their path with such contempt. It is so wonderful to experience a completely different mentality to this.
On the odd occasion when you feel a vehicle on your inside coming up dangerously nudging you off the road refusing to give way, when you glance into the drivers seat almost guaranteed you will see a fat white European or Australian with a ugly pisssed off grimace on their unhealthy full faces. Their really is something so damn fxxking ugly about the way westerners consume food, material goods and even what little space their is on the roads when they are on holiday.
However on a more positive note,
The other day I was weaving in an out of traffic with my surfboard strapped to the side and a policeman on a bike pulled up alongside me on a moped. He smiled and said, “surfing, you surfing? where been surfing?” I replied Sarangan and he said “me surfing too, this morning, me surfing Canngu, good wave Canngu in morning, no wind, I broke my board, heavy wave” this was so great he was soo friendly and happy he just wanted to tell me all about his surf in the morning but I wanted to concentrate on the road one lapse and thats it ill have a hole in my board from someone overtaking. He wished a good surf and good waves for my stay and he then sped of with the word POLISI accross his shirt and helmet. a totally surreal experience for me that makes me realise how far removed the UK is from so many other cultures in the world.
Anyway Boxing day was a great surf until sunset!..