Saving Turtles in Bali
Going to Bali after being in Thailand, Laos, Vietnam and Cambodia for over 2 and a half months was very strange. There are western shops and restaurants everywhere. Walking past Jamie’s Italian and Hard Rock Cafe everyday in Kuta left us having to remind ourselves we were actually in Indonesia.
Landing in Bali was stressful, very stressful. You will get stampeded by a herd of taxi drivers asking “where you from?, where you go?”, and don’t dare try and tell them you have organised an Uber. We were literally followed out of the airport by about 10 people and it got a little intimidating. You’re not safe outside of the building either, ooooh no, they are all just sitting around waiting for their prey, lost looking white teenagers with a big ol’ backpack. We met our Uber driver halfway up a multi-storey car pack so they didn’t see him.
For most of our duration in Bali, we stayed in an area called Kuta Beach. We arrived at our hotel at around 11pm absolutely STARVING, now in any other of our previous destinations this would have been a real issue. However, Indonesia has a beautiful company called Go Jek, which is basically deliveroo but with a more complicated system where the driver texts you to confirm the order. Airplane mode was still switched on on my phone...but after a few very confused attempts, we had a McDonalds 👍🏼
We stayed in an extremely cheap but very nice hotel with a pool (that becomes a REALLY big deal when you’ve been staying in questionable hostels for nearly 3 months). It was a little walk away from the Main Street and beach, but that meant we could see all the little shops and restaurants in all the backstreets (and tourist information centres every 5 minutes that try to get you booked on a tour ‘tomorrow’, be prepared to hear the word ‘tomorrow’ a LOT)
If you ever find yourself in Kuta and missing some more familiar food for your Western palette, make sure to go to Pronto Pizza. Definitely the best pizza we found on our trip and I find myself reminiscing about it sometimes...
The best food we had though was definitely from Warung Indonesia. This restaurant specialises in a cheap buffet style meals, after picking everything you want from the buffet, you get a ticket with the price on that you can pay after your meal. This restaurant is honestly one of the first memories that pops into my head when thinking back on our trip, how busy it was, the wooden benches and incredible art work all over the walls just felt like a truly authentic and traditional experience, which are sadly dying out with the success of tourism. I would love to go back there.
The best memory of Kuta is definitely the beach, and not just sitting down on tiny little plastic chairs, drinking a beer and enjoying the sun. Kuta beach has a turtle charity, where they collect eggs laid on the beach and keep them incubated until they hatch, to improve the survival rate. Due to the beach being so busy now, it is very likely for baby turtles to die before reaching the sea. When trying to follow the moonlight, they get very confused with the loud noises and bright lights coming from the town and can end up going in the wrong direction, a fatal mistake. At the charity, anyone is allowed to donate and release a hatched baby turtle into the sea. It was such an amazing experience to see our little turtle waddle down the beach and into the sea, popping it's head up once it reached the water.
I would absolutely love to return to Kuta one day, as well as see other parts of Bali that we weren't able to. Next week: Ubud ❤️