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
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.