Bali

We caught the ferry to Bali from Ketapang in the east of Java. The ferry ride was about an hour, a calm sea despite the torrential rain that joined us on our journey.

Once on Bali we drove for about an hour to our home for the next 2 nights in Pemuteran on the northern coast of Bali. We were staying in a lovely, quiet resort with cute bungalows and a lovely pool. Dinner in the hotel restaurant that night with some local Balinese rosé wine which wasn’t too bad if I’m honest! We were also treated to some local Balinese dancing, lots of twirling of hands and bending back the palms, which is quite tricky when you try to do it!

The next day was a free day. I chose to do a cooking class in the morning, where we learned how to cook some local dishes including moringa soup which we’d had at Seloliman and was delicious, fried tempeh, chicken curry, and Dadar Bali, which is green pandan leaf pancakes stuffed with a coconut sugar filling, for dessert. My challenge when I go home is to source some moringa leaves in the UK!

The next day we headed to our stop for the next 3 nights in Ubud. Ubud is in the centre south of Bali and is something of a jungle oasis. The island of Bali isn’t huge but the terrain means winding roads up over peaks in the centre of the island and so it took us several hours, and a couple of pit stops.

Whilst I’d booked this trip through Java and Bali as one 3 week trip, it was actually 2 trips of 2 weeks from Jakarta to Ubud and then 1 week around Bali. The first part of the trip ended in Ubud and we had a final dinner with the group which sort of doubled up as a pre birthday celebration as it was my birthday the next day. There was cake!

With absolutely no conscious planning on my part, my birthday ended up being a free day in Ubud. I booked myself a spa package with a Balinese massage, body scrub and citrus bath as a treat, and very relaxing it was too!

We met the new group that evening (only 3 of us out of the 9 on the first trip carried on through Bali) and the following day we had a guided walk around a village on the outskirts of Ubud. We stopped at a local house and made a traditional Balinese offering. These are made daily, both at home and at shops, hotels, restaurants, for gratitude and balance between good and evil. You see them everywhere around Bali, they are usually accompanied by a burning incense stick.

That evening we went to a traditional Kecak dance performance. This was a real spectacle, the ‘music’ is provided by what must have been at least 50 men chanting throughout. It was quite hypnotic. There was also traditional dancing, and fire.

Kecak dance

The next day we left Ubud, via some very picturesque rice terraces. Pretty sure people come here for shots for the ‘gram… We also had a cycling trip on the way – 15km almost entirely downhill. I’m not a confident cyclist, I’ve only been on a bike 3 times in the last 20 years and 2 of those were in Indonesia in the last fortnight. The heavens opened after 5km and I, along with a couple of the others, bailed and went the rest of the way in the minibus. Everyone else seemed to enjoy it though!

We ended the day in a small village called Undisan. The following morning we had a guided walk around the village, seeing the temples, and some local crafts including making these beautiful, delicate ornate head pieces out of bronze sheets. We ended the walk with a traditional bungkus lunch which is what the workers in the rice fields would eat – delicious chicken, veggies, tempeh, tofu and rice.

After lunch we headed to Sibetan Village, where we would be staying in home stays with the local villagers. One of the things I really enjoy about these kind of trips is getting off the beaten track, away from the usual tourist hotspots, to see a bit about what life is really like in these places. This village grows a lot of salak (snake fruit, so called because of how the skin looks). We were greeted with a glass of salak juice which was very refreshing, and later tasted some salak wine and liquors…the flavoured versions were more palatable than the neat liquor!

In the evening we went to a local restaurant and enjoyed some more delicious food, along with more salak for dessert.

In the morning we had a walk around this village, learning about salak and other plants that grow here. I’ve really enjoyed the walks around the villages and seeing everything that grows – a lot of plants that I have as houseplants at home! As I was travelling in the run up to Balinese New Year (Nyepi), we also saw lots of ogoh ogoh statutes under construction. The villagers make these and then parade them though the towns and villages on the eve of Nyepi before burning them to purify before the new year. This was also really cool to see and learn about.

After lunch we journeyed towards our next stop near to Mount Batur. An early rise (3am) the next morning for another attempt at a sunrise hike. Would I be third time lucky on my current travels at seeing a sunrise having gotten up so early?!

We drove to the foothills of the volcano, as far as the road goes, and then started the hike. It was completely pitch black and even with head torches, I found it quite difficult to see what I was doing. We walked upwards with some breaks for around an hour and 40 minutes. We waited at the top, literally in the clouds which were blowing over, but eventually we saw the sun, and a small cheer erupted from everyone gathered on the mountain. We watched for around half an hour or so as the sun kept disappearing and reappearing behind the clouds. After failed sunrises at Angkor Wat and Mt Bromo, I’m very glad that finally a very early wake up was really worth it!!

We were back at the hotel for breakfast and a shower, and then headed off back to the north coast, to Lovina, for 2 nights. After lunch at a local cafe which provides employment for deaf people (a great initiative), we had free time for the rest of the day. I mostly spent it resting in the air conditioning though I did make it to the beach for sunset.

We had a full day of activities the next day, starting with a drive back to the north west of the island, past Pemuteran where we stayed on our first couple of days in Bali, to Menjangan Island where most of the group did some snorkelling, and I stayed on the boat. We were moored over a coral reef that was quite shallow and I could see quite a lot of fish zooming in and out of the reefs. Certainly more than I would have seen without my glasses if I had snorkelled (I’ve learnt this from prior experience!)

We had lunch on the island and on the way back, we stopped off for a soak at Banjar Hot Springs which was very much like having a warm bath. Apparently bathing in these springs can make you look years younger but I’m not quite sure about that…

That evening we had dinner at a local restaurant with some more delicious Balinese cuisine. The corn fritters were a winner for me, but all of it was fantastic.

The next day was our last full day on the trip, and my final full day in Indonesia after almost 3 weeks. We headed south east across the island, to Sanur. We stopped along the way at Gitgit Waterfalls, where we were the only people there, and later at Pura Ulun Danu Bratan temple, which is on the edge of a lake and has some beautiful gardens.

We arrived in the beach side resort town of Sanur in the late afternoon. I had just enough time for a walk up and down the beach before our final dinner.

Before I arrived here, I wasn’t sure I was going to like Bali. My impressions were probably based on the resorts on the south of the island, Sanur, Kuta, Seminyak – just another beach holiday destination. I was very pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed it, in particular the villages and seeing the local life, as well as Ubud, which was touristy but had a nice, laid back vibe to it. Disclaimer it is still low season, not loads of tourists, and perhaps I’d feel differently at other times of the year. But the people are so very friendly, and I remain obsessed with the rice terraces.

Now back to Singapore to stay in one place for the longest time since Adelaide in mid December!

Java

After barely 24 hours in Singapore (I’ll be back in a few weeks to explore properly), I took the short flight over to Jakarta, on the island of Java in Indonesia. Having managed to pay for my e-visa online in advance after filling out the online arrival card prior to departure, it was a straightforward entry into the country through the e-gates, though sadly no stamp in my passport! It’s also possible to get a visa on arrival at the airport for 500,000 rupiah (£22).

My arrival transfer to the hotel in Jakarta was a little hairy. I was fairly sure the driver was nodding off on the way, a well timed cough on my part seemed to wake him up!

This trip, through both Java and Bali, is also with Intrepid Travel. We started that evening with the usual welcome spiel and then dinner at a restaurant next door. I went straight in with the Nasi Goreng (fried rice), one of the dishes Indonesia is known for.

The next day we had a tour around some sights in Jakarta, including the Istiqlal Mosque which can hold 200,000 people, and is also across the road from Jakarta’s cathedral; an old Chinese Mansion House, a wander around Chinatown, the port area and finally in Fatahillah Square before lunch (more nasi goreng) at Cafe Batavia. You could certainly see the Dutch influence in the architecture here.

The following day we started our journey across Java with a very comfortable train journey, approximately 4 hours to Bandung. The scenery was spectacular once we got out of Jakarta, with lush green fields, rice terraces and soaring volcanic peaks.

When we arrived in Bandung, we went to a local restaurant for lunch – I am travelling during Ramadan, a lot of restaurants are closed during the day – before having a walking tour of Bandung. Quite a lot of art deco buildings here.

The next day we went to Tangkuban Perahu, the largest volcano in West Java which also has the great advantage of being able to drive right up to the rim! Some pockets in the crater were gently bubbling away as a reminder that we are on the Ring of Fire. Long time readers may recall my love of plate tectonics and volcanoes from prior travels and I really enjoyed this excursion.

Tangkuban Perahu volcano

We also visited a tea plantation and some hot springs, both of which were deserted through a combination of Ramadan and it being low season.

We went for dinner on Braga Street in downtown Bandung in the evening where we were served our alcohol in teapots, nominally due to Ramadan, though this hasn’t happened anywhere else in Indonesia.

The next day we were back on the train and heading to Yogyakarta. The travel took most of the day with the train journey being 7 hours through more beautiful scenery. Not as many volcanoes in Central Java but still plenty of rice terraces, and more lush greenery.

Yogyakarta was the first place in Indonesia that I’d seen Westerners. Definitely a sign of low season. We stayed in a lush (both literally and in the Welsh sense of the word) hotel which was covered in greenery, very close to Prawirotaman Street where there are lots of restaurants and bars. This area of Jogja (as the locals call it) also has lots of street art in the narrow alleyways.

We were staying 3 nights in Jogja and on the first full day we had a trip out to Borobudur temple, the largest Buddhist structure on earth (I do feel I’ve heard variants on this at various temples throughout Southeast Asia…). A very interesting-looking structure and different to other temples I’ve seen recently. It poured it down throughout this trip but it did mean I finally got to use the plastic poncho I brought with me!!

Borobudur temple

The following morning we had a bike ride out into the countryside, learning about local activities including making tempeh and brick-making from mud, pigeon racing, and batik printing. We all agreed that this was one of the highlights of the trip so far.

A chilled afternoon for me as the heavens opened again.

We left the following morning to continue our journey eastwards, again on the train. We stayed this evening at Seloliman Nature Reserve. It’s an educational centre which teaches the locals about plants and nature, and they grow a lot of their own food. We had a delicious dinner and a peaceful evening.

We enjoyed a walk around the nature reserve and local village in the morning. The village sits at the slopes of a volcano, and the fertile soil means that rice terraces are abundant. We had lunch at the reserve and a delicious herbal tea made with herbs and spices from their gardens. At the last moment, secang wood is added which turned the tea a vibrant red colour.

In the afternoon we headed towards our next stop close to Mount Bromo, as we would have a very early start the next day. Mount Bromo is the most active volcano in East Java, and it seems that tourists generally get up in the middle of the night (2.30am in our case) to drive up to a viewpoint in time for sunrise. As we were at altitude (around 7,000 feet), it was much cooler – the coldest I’ve been since I left the UK nearly 4 months since – and I can finally say I’ve worn everything I’ve brought with me!! We were in 4 wheel drive jeeps which were very necessary up the winding mountain roads and across the sand in the caldera.

We arrived at the viewpoint in plenty of time and there was already a sliver of red sky in between the clouds. However, about 10 minutes before sunrise, we were cloaked in cloud, so sunrise was sadly something of a non-event…

Afterwards a few of us took the opportunity to do the 30 minute or so climb up to the rim of Mount Bromo, which remained shrouded in a combination of cloud and steam from the volcano itself. It’s a bit of a scramble up some loose volcanic soil to start with but then there is a staircase of around 200 steps up to the crater. I didn’t hang around too long as the cloud was a bit wet, and a got a couple of burning lungfuls of sulphur.

By the time we’d climbed back down, the cloud over its neighbour, Mount Batok, was clearing. This volcano last erupted over 400 years ago so its slopes are covered in green vegetation, unlike Bromo which erupted 10 years ago and so its slopes are covered in the lava flow. The visual contrast between Batok and Bromo is cool to see.

We then drove back to the hotel for breakfast. On the way back, we could see what we couldn’t see on our way to the volcano in the morning…all the terraces for rice and vegetable growing. Some of the terraces were so steep into the hillsides that it was quite incredible to me that they could be farmed at all! Whilst they are clearly important agriculturally to this area, they are also so beautiful to look at. I have become a little bit obsessed with the terraces as we’ve travelled across Java.

After breakfast we got on our last train of this trip, further east to Kalibaru, which puts us in a good position for the ferry to Bali the next day.

After a slightly shaky start (I didn’t love Jakarta, it’s a massive city and where we stayed wasn’t great for wandering around), I’ve really enjoyed Java. I think the scenery here, with all the lush green vegetation, rice terraces and volcanoes, is my favourite from my winter of travelling. The Javanese people are all very friendly and welcoming, and despite the rain (it is the rainy season after all), it has been a very enjoyable place to visit.

Now onto Bali…

Malaysia

After our final night in Trang, we drove south to the Malaysian border at Bukit Kayu Hitam. A fairly straightforward land border crossing, a scan of all our luggage and a 90 day tourist visa granted – though I will only be here for a week.

We continued to George Town in Penang and arrived in the late afternoon. After settling into the hotel, we had a brief orientation walk before heading to a hawker centre for some Malaysian street food and a beer.

The next day started with a journey out to Kek Lok Si temple in the hillside above George Town. Afterwards we headed to the old town and saw the town and city halls (very British style) as well as a clan jetty and some street art on Armenian Street.

It was very humid on this day. After finding lunch in some air conditioning, a few of us then set out on a street art tour of the old town. There is so much street art here, some are on the main streets, some in little, narrow alleys and despite it being lunar New Year’s Eve, it wasn’t too busy.

We headed back to the hotel in the late afternoon and had some dinner across the road. The restaurant was pretty busy as a number of places were closed for lunar new year. We ended the night on the rooftop of the hotel as fireworks were going off in celebration of the year of the horse.

I really enjoyed George Town, the old town had a lovely vibe to it and I’d definitely recommend you come here if you’re visiting Malaysia.

The next day was a travel day to Kuala Lumpur. Back in 2004 as a shy and naive 19 year old, I had 2 nights in KL (as the locals call it) on my way to a working holiday in New Zealand. I stayed in a hotel on Jalan Alor in Bukit Bintang and was so scared I did not leave the hotel room. Thankfully my confidence has improved in the intervening 20 or so years…

Our hotel was on the edge of Chinatown. We arrived mid afternoon and headed to the Central Market for a late lunch. We were also lucky enough to see a lion dance which is traditional to see being performed in the streets at lunar new year. We then headed to the Petronas Towers and then took the Bukit Bintang walkway, an air conditioned walkway between the towers and a large mall about a kilometre away in Bukit Bintang.

In the evening I managed to meet an old university friend for a coffee and cake, and to try and catch up on the 18 or so years since we last saw each other! One of the things I love about travel is meeting up with friends from around the world and although we met at university rather than travelling, without my current travels I’m not sure when we would have seen each other in person again.

We had a free day in KL the next day. Most of the group started the day with an early morning trip to Batu Caves. Going early (we were there by sunrise at 7.30am) meant we missed the crowds and the heat, and most of the monkeys which roam in this area. It’s a bit of a climb up the nearly 400 colourful steps, and at the top is a cave containing a Hindu temple.

We were back at the hotel for a late breakfast and afterwards some of us meandered around the sights in Chinatown, which was all decorated with red lanterns for new year.

I had booked to go up the Petronas Towers in the afternoon, something I’d intended to do 22 years ago so was very pleased to finally get there on this trip. I find these towers to be so very elegant and it was cool to be on the sky bridge which, fun fact, is not actually connected to the 2 towers! It is constructed to sway in the wind and so the bridge can move slightly in and out of both towers. Some excellent views to be had from the skybridge and the viewing platform.

The next day we were off to our final stop in Malaysia, Melaka, also sometimes written as Malacca. Like George Town, Melaka is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site. I found it more crowded the George Town (maybe because of the timing of the new year holidays), but there’s lots of pretty buildings and more street art to be seen.

We had 2 nights in Melaka and on our full day we started with a trishaw tour (like a rickshaw but with 3 wheels). We saw a number of sights in the old town including the Christian churches, mosques and Chinese temple.

After a lovely lunch along the river, my roommate and I meandered the streets in the afternoon, had a McFlurry and headed to some air conditioning in the hotel before our final evening in Malaysia. A group of dinner followed by drinks at a bar along the riverfront.

This trip in Malaysia was focused on the cities rather than the natural scenery. I enjoyed the sights and art in George Town and Melaka and it was so great to meet up with my old friend in KL, as well as finally getting to the Petronas Towers.

Next up, 24 hours in Singapore before onwards to Jakarta…

Bangkok to Trang

After feeling at my most ‘race across the world’ getting to and from a few days R&R on Koh Samet (via a minibus and ferry), I was back in Bangkok, this time in Banglamphu. This area of Bangkok contains the famous, or infamous, backpacking area around Khao San Road. I’d stayed in this area on my previous trip to Thailand in 2019 and back then we did spend a lively evening on Khao San Road. However, this time, that didn’t happen. Partly due to age, and mostly due to elections being held which prohibits the sale of alcohol from 6pm the day before the election for 24 hours.

I did, however, spend time wandering around Rambuttri, which has a lot of restaurants and cafes, and found a good (western) lunch spot for smashed avo and sourdough.

The next trip I’m doing is with Intrepid Travel, who I’ve only travelled with once before. 12 of us in the group, from a wide range of countries. We met up the first evening as usual for introductions and dinner.

The following morning started in now-familiar fashion for tours starting in Bangkok – a Khlong boat trip and a visit to Wat Pho. My third time at both! Wat Pho certainly less busy than at New Year, and if I do come back to Bangkok again, I can probably skip it!

We had a free afternoon before our overnight train south. Along with a few others, I went to Wat Intharawihan which has the tallest standing Buddha in Bangkok. The statue itself is quite flat, and so a different presentation to others seen so far. And despite being in a relatively touristy area, it was quiet and peaceful here.

The overnight train south was an older model than the one I’d taken to Chiang Mai a month or so ago. Narrower bed up top, 2 seatbelts strung vertically being the only barrier to me not rolling out of bed, and the less said about the toilet, the better!! But it got us south to Surat Thani bright and early the next day. After breakfast at a cafe by the station, we set off on the couple of hours drive to our hotel for the next few nights in Khao Sok. This area of the country has huge limestone karsts, not dissimilar to the scenery in Vang Viang and Halong Bay. We arrived at the hotel shortly after 10am and were able to check in. We spent the day relaxing by the pool and enjoying the scenery as we had a full day of activities on the lake in the national park the following day.

The next morning we drove about an hour to Khao Sok National Park, and to the Cheow Lan Lake. We boarded a longboat to sail across the lake to one of the floating restaurants and activity hubs where we did some kayaking before enjoying lunch. After lunch we were back on the longboat for more scenic cruising and a short hike through the rainforest before returning to shore. I’ve been to Khao Sok on my previous travels and it didn’t disappoint, the scenery is stunning here.

The next day we continued to head south to Krabi. More kayaking, this time through mangrove forest and through some caves, before lunch. We continued to Ao Nang in the afternoon. The weather in this part of Thailand is increasingly hot and as we had a walk to the beach in the late afternoon, the temperature actually reminded me of the 40C heat in Adelaide…though there may have been another reason for my overheating. Dinner that night was at a seafood restaurant and unfortunately I was beginning to feel unwell before the food arrived. After feeling increasingly green through dinner, I headed back to the hotel room and did not leave it for 36 hours…

My one photo in Ao Nang, Krabi

Thankfully we had 2 nights in Ao Nang and I was feeling much better by the time we left to continue south to Trang province. We stopped at a local village, Baan Mod Tanoy, where we learned about the village life in a predominantly Muslim area, and got the chance to do some Batik tie-dying, we all have our souvenir T-shirts to take home. Another local lunch, which was delicious even though I avoided the seafood!! We headed to our hotel at Pakmeng Beach where I was still taking it relatively easily so whilst the others in the group went to explore the beach (significantly quieter than Ao Nang), I rested in the air conditioning. It has become much more humid and tropical as we head south.

This was my last full day in Thailand as we headed to Malaysia the following day. It’s been almost 3 weeks since I arrived back to Bangkok from Cambodia and I’ve covered the length (if not quite the breadth) of the country in that time. Thailand is a fascinating country with lots to see and a great culture to try and immerse yourself in. A bit of a trek from the UK but a great winter sun destination for those looking to avoid the worst of the winter!

Onwards to Malaysia…

Mexico City Stopover

On my way back from Cuba, I had a 3 day stopover in Mexico City – as I had a layover there anyway, I figured I might as well spend a couple of days there.

Mexico City, Ciudad de Mexico also stylised as CDMX, is the largest city in North America and is also at altitude – over 7,300 feet, which I hadn’t realised beforehand. The city is in a basin and surrounded by peaks and volcanoes which makes for an interesting descent into the airport.

I had arrived from Cuba in the early evening. I was staying at an Ibis Styles in Zona Rosa district. After a brief wander and a McDonalds (ordered in my faltering Spanish), I had an early night as I had an early start the following day for a guided tour around some of the main sights in the centre of the city.

I was met at the hotel by my guides and we took a local bus and then the Metro to the historic centre of Mexico City. We emerged from the metro onto the Zocalo, the main plaza in Mexico City. We visited the Templo Mayor and its museum which contains heaps of artefacts from the excavation of the site, and lots of history on the Mexica peoples. We popped into the cathedral briefly as mass was taking place, and then walked through the streets towards the Palacio de belles artes (Palace of Fine Arts) and Alameda Park. The trees all around the city had this gorgeous purple blossom (I visited in March 2019).

We then had authentic Mexican tacos for lunch (delicious) and visited Diego Rivera’s famous mural before heading to San Juan market to try some (less delicious) local delicacies including grasshoppers and ants. I can’t say I enjoyed them, but when in Rome…

That was the end of the guided tour, and I took an Uber back to my hotel for a quick refresh before heading off down the Avenida Chapultepec towards Chapultepec Castle (featured as the starting point of series 2 of the BBC’s Race Across The World). I wandered around the castle and its grounds for the rest of the afternoon before heading back to the hotel for another early night.

The view down Avenida Chapultepec from Chapultepec Castle

The next day I had another guided tour – in the morning we took the metro out to the Basilica of Our Lady Guadalupe in the north of Mexico City. The site contains the Old Basilica and a Modern Basilica which was built in the 1970s as the Old Basilica was sinking due to the terrain on which CDMX is built. Following repairs, the Old Basilica is still open to the public to visit but the masses are mainly held in the Modern Basilica which can hold up to 10,000 people.

In the afternoon, we took a local bus about 25 miles outside of the city, to the Teotihuacán pyramids. The 2 main pyramids here are the Pyramid of the Sun and the Pyramid of the Moon. I was quite surprised to find that we were allowed to scale both of them, as well as some of the smaller pyramids surrounding the site.

We then went to a local obsidian shop, and stopped by a local hostelry where we tried pulque and tequila, and then went for dinner for some more genuine Mexican fare. After dinner we headed back to the city on the bus, and then I took the metro back to my hotel.

The next day was my final day in CDMX, though my flight wasn’t until late in the evening so I still had a full day to explore. I’d booked a ticket to the Frida Kahlo museum, and made my way there via the metro. The metro in Mexico City definitely has a reputation and as a solo female traveller I certainly had to have my wits about me. The front carriages on Metro trains are reserved for women and children only, and I used these when travelling on the metro by myself. I also wore my backpack on my front, as indeed many of the locals were doing. I didn’t feel unsafe, but I was well aware that I needed to look out for myself.

The Frida Kahlo museum is in her former house in Coyoacán, and is a bright azure blue. That, along with the queue, makes sure you can’t miss it! An incredibly interesting woman.

Casa Azul, Frida Kahlo Museum, Coyoacán, Mexico City

So, in summary, Mexico City was well worth a couple of days on a stopover. Lots of history, great food and loads of interesting things to see. Definitely recommend!