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June 2007 Issue
Bali: On a Road Less Traveled
Bali: On a Road Less Traveled
By David Pu’u
It has been said many times by writers and travelers: “Bali is an amazing, magical experience.” I had heard that from Aussie traveler and surfer Jim Banks who had been there thirty years prior, exploring the surf potential: “Mate you HAVE to go there” was his principal direction. Being a little slow, it only took me those ![]()
thirty years.
I have found that the Gods of Bali dictate the tempo and timbre of the voice, heartbeat and siren song that drew a long history of transients into the island country from the ancient Chinese to present day Euro tourists, Japanese, a dwindling number of Aussies and now only occasional Americans. A world in turmoil has thrown Bali on the do not call list for international tourism. The US consulate had warnings up as we had left, about radical terrorism threats in Bali and Java. Asking around, I had decided to come anyway. It was a relief to see who and what actually controlled this part of the world. It definitely was not Al Quaida, as I was to learn in passing. It was a people who embraced me and taught me about the dance with the Gods of their land.
A case in point would be Petulu. The village we stayed in. In the sixties a clash with government troops had caused the entire village to be slaughtered. Genocide as our driver Gusti had described it. An even more horrible concept than a Western mind could accommodate when one experiences the closeness of the Balinese family unit. The silent homes of the vanquished lay dormant, waiting seemingly, he said. But for what? A couple seasons later something odd occurred. White herons descended into the trees above the village, a huge number of them. The Balinese believe. It was said to be the incarnation of their belief and proof by their Gods: the slaughtered innocent returned in the guise of those white herons. They are there to this day. I was dumbfounded when I saw that they would return at sunset each night to roost overhead. But that is “The Real Bali”: a land that urges one to believe.
Then there is the smile. Yes, a miraculous thing when one hails from the West where smiles are reserved for special occasions. In Bali people just look at you, and the first reaction is generally a smile. It is a reflection of what they have on the inside I found, and entirely infectious. I was a little confused when the first light of a Balinese smile fell on me, as it was in passing through Customs, a place where stories of touts and forced offerings to the government abound. The customs officer did it when he waved us through, opting NOT to search our huge pile of luggage, gear and boards.
So how does one discover “the real Bali” these days? I mean typically one books a hotel rents a car and sits in a Westernized version of Bali for a week or two and if lucky gets tiny, diluted doses of indigenous culture. What if you want to go where there are not so many surfers and tourists? Maybe take that road less traveled? Out of my years of travel experience, here is a little of what I have learned regarding Bali.
When you land at Denpassar, have $25 American cash in pocket. It is for your entry visa. (When you leave, exit is 200 rupia). Then go pick up your bags. If you have nice little chalk exes on your luggage it is marked for search. You have several choices here:
1.Ignore the exes, get searched and likely have to pay a tout or bribe as we call them here (clerks generally keep part or all of it, depending on what they are able to talk you into)
2. Wipe off the chalk mark if no one is looking.
3.Employ a porter or group of porters who if you point out the chalk marks will generally slide you through.
I have done all three. It is an icky experience and a strange way for a Westerner to be introduced to Indonesia. But it is what it is.
Now legally in Bali, you need transport. Taxi is not a bad deal initially. But you must have an idea of where you want to go. Historically surfers always head up to the Bukit Peninsula, home to Uluwatu, Padang Padang and a host of famous spots Jim Banks helped pioneer. Great surf, lots of crowds, lots of surf tourism activity. It is a typical surf tourism destination. Unless you like the crowds of Rincon or Malibu or Trestles you may want to go somewhere else.
Pick a locale you are interested in and book a driver. Driving is dangerous in Bali. You do need an international drivers license to operate any motor vehicle. You get those at the DMV or AAA here in the states. Local drivers generally go for between $35 and $50 US dollars per day. (Vehicle and gas included for the most part.) A good driver knows Balinese culture, the ins and outs of the myriad number of holidays which often create travel complications, and best of all can direct you into a variety of “homestay” accommodations. This sort of lodging is very abundant in Bali and varies widely in service and quality. But basically you can get a standard of accommodation that would cost 500 a day in a Western style resort for $20-$50 per night. We frequently find great accommodations for $5-$10 per night.
Surf is where you find it. Bali is a series of islands and there can be surf everywhere. Your driver, and a decent knowledge of internet surf forcasting, can land you in the right locale at the right time without much trouble.
Bali is primarily Hindu and is therefore a Karma based society. So you get back what you put out, in a manner of speaking. A smile goes a very long way in Bali and will cover a multitude of cultural blunders common to Westerners. Here again, your driver can help ease the cultural crevasse. A good driver will be very motivated to share everything about Indonesia with you.
Travel safety is an issue within Indonesia. Register your travel itinerary with the State Department. When in Bali avoid restaurants and places frequented by Westerners and the risk goes down. The Karma thing allows for a certain amount of craziness to exist but I do know that the Balinese hate the few random bombings and those who engaged in them. Several times we found that places were earmarked for bombings. Though extremely rare, it can happen. Use prudence and you avoid the potential.
Drug use. Don’t do it. Don’t bring any in. Don’t take anything offered to you. Lock and secure your luggage. Keep everything with you and in eyesight at all times when passing through airports. Penalties are stiff. Capital punishment exists. Over time people have been executed for it. Including Westerners. Do you feel lucky, or are you just stupid? The end effect will be the same if you are caught.
All of the islands off Bali are available via various ferry companies through the local ports. Again, your driver can book it for you and often suggest homestays where you are headed. We found multiple great places on Nusa Lembongan, which is a short hour plus ride out of Sanur. These islands are a great option for cleaner water and more pristine conditions.
As in any geographic location, things are cleanest where there are less people. Western Bali, (Legian) is less populated than the East Coast and is surf rich. Avoid rivermouths in populous locales. They are the worst of the worst in terms of disease potential.
Inland locales such as Ubud and many other places are incredibly rich in culture and actually not that far from the beach. It sort of all depends on what road you choose for your trip.
Check out Lonely Planet guides for a glimpse into what your options are. Book your flight, (EVA Air is a great Indo carrier, as is Singapore Air) and go, and in so doing go well, as a guest, willing to contribute to this remarkable places recovery from the acts of a few misguided fools. Contrary to what you read in contemporary media, a decent human being is the single best agent of positive change in the third world. Plus, it will be an adventure and a lot of fun.
Posted June 2007 Blue Edge Magazine. All rights reserved.