Walking on the beach is tiring

Dear English-speaking readers, this page is an automatic Google translation from a post originally written in French. My apologies for the strange sentences and the funny mistakes that could gave been generated during the process. If you can read French, the original and correct version can be found here PetitesBullesdAilleurs.fr

  Indonesia: Bali - July 2008

Yes, yes, I swear! It's exhausting to walk up and down this beach. From the losmen (small hotel) to the dive-shop (dive shop), then the dive-shop to the restaurant, the restaurant to the bar, then the bar to the losmen ... Crevant, I tell you!

Jungut Batu Beach

The sand is all soft, it sinks in every step, with the impression of putting an infinite time forward.

And then we get stuck coral ends that hurt (ou-ou-ouch) between the sole of the flip-flop and the soles of the feet.

Big gray clouds on Bali, on the horizon. But on the beach of Jungut Batu, in Nusa Lembongan, the sun shines.

In short, walking on the beach is tiring. Really hard. Even dangerous: the most stunned or the less awake get their feet in the ends of moored boats.

But really, the worst is after the morning dives, in the hot early afternoon, when the sun hits. It is ereintant, one burst of hot to tread this soft sand. So, we have to order a banana shakewhen you arrive at the restaurant, to refresh and recover, slouch on a chair.

We are really sorry, I know.

Kimberly, a very nice Californian, dive-master, with whom I dive since the beginning of my stay, found the parade. On the way, to go from home Linda's, where she lives, has World Divingshe goes through the little road behind. It's a bit longer, but it's firm, flat, a little shady in places, and we can say hello to a lot of people on the way. In return, there is always one of the boys of World Diving, Wayan or Made, who devotes herself to bring her back on a motorbike ...

Too hard, life

Too much life, here, I swear. Today, the adorable Wayan has also taken me back to my motorcycle bungalow, after having taken over Peter's diving business, which is coming back to Germany tomorrow, and Kimberly's backpack that was leaving today ... dive-masters are exhausted from so much devoting themselves to the customers.

Besides, it shows. On the boat, they make all the time gray mine and have a hard time to be friendly and gay ... Fortunately they do not have to walk on the beach.

: lol:

  Indonesia: Bali - July 2008

  1. Yo Corinne

    Really too hard life! Your photo went around the editorial and I pass you comments. ENERVING while we, we continue to tread the cobblestones in search of topics. And without banana shake on arrival. Really too hard life and be careful not to tire too much; Arghhhhhhh : Mrgreen:

  2. I've always said, it's a job to be a tourist, and for those like you who dive it becomes a risky business: D it's obvious:!:

    We should be paying for all these constraints 😉

    Good luck for the end
    8) 🙂 😉

  3. My poor, as I pity you ... That said, for my part, it's far from easy: to find our room we must hit a steep climb, but really steep ... .. it's the horror ...... and then, get off the scooter to go to the beach, which is not near the place where we parked, suddenly, yes, we must walk! And then, as it is hot, we must go to soak in the sea ... ..so we must get up from our towel, face the change in temperature between the outside and the sea ... .not easy! Fortunately, no moray in sight ...... just a clear water, blue ... ..trop hard!
    In short, I think it will take us time to recover from these holidays so tiring !!!!
    I'm kissing you strongly!

  4. @ Funny World:
    MDR! Instead of treading the Rennes, look below ... You may find a beach. Otherwise, Transat en Ville, it had to start, right?
    Well, I stop doing bad things. The end of my ordeal is approaching ... and the holidays of the Julillists too! You should be relieved. Bizzz to all.
    8)

    @ Framac:
    Thank you for these encouragements. This will help me face bravely the last days I have to shoot. No, really, I do not wish anyone to live what I live here everyday ...
    😆

    @ Helene:
    Oh my poor!!! I see you are suffering a lot too. It's really infernal, to be on vacation, with the sun and the sea, and all these distances to walk on foot, between the scooter and the beach ... I pity you too. Courage!!!!
    😀

  5. Yes, we are well to complain ... ..here, I just eat a Greek salad, a kebab of chicken, grilled octopus ... And must walk back to our room, with this famous road that rises to the top ...... Pfffftttttt ,too hard……
    PS: Well, I'm still running today ... .30 minutes ... ..After a month doing nothing at all, except walking from my towel to the sea ... .ben, it was difficult ...... I I'm going to have a lot of aches tomorrow ...
    Lots of love!!!

  6. Come on, still a little message for fun, I'm still at Folegandros, at the Nikos café ... obviously ... .. !!!
    Today, we discovered a beautiful beach, after walking more than half an hour anyway ... ..and descended at least 400 meters ... ..Good, I exaggerate can be a little, but under the sun ... ..it was not easy ...
    Lots of love!

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