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Yes, yes, I swear! It is exhausting to walk up and down this beach. From the losmen (small hotel) to the dive-shop (diving center), then from the dive-shop to the restaurant, from the restaurant to the bar, then from the bar to the losmen... Exhausting, I tell you!
Jungut Batu Beach
The sand is very soft, we sink in it at each step, with the impression to put an infinite time to advance.
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.
Anyway, walking on the beach is tiring. Really hard. Even dangerous : the most stunned or the least awake get their feet caught in the ends of the mooring boats.
But really, the worst is after the morning dives, in the hot hour of the early afternoon, when the sun is beating down. It's exhausting, we die of heat while walking on this soft sand. So, we are obliged 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've been diving since the beginning of my stay, found the solution. On the way, to go from Linda's, where she lives, has World DivingIt goes through the small road behind. It's a bit longer, but it's firm, flat, a bit shady in places, and you can say hello to a lot of people on the way. On the way back, there is always one of the boys from World Diving, Wayan or Made, who devotes herself to bring her back on a motorbike ...
Too hard, life
Life is too hard here, I swear. Today, the adorable Wayan drove me back to my bungalow on his motorcycle, after having taken Peter's diving gear, who is going back to Germany tomorrow, and Kimberly's backpack, which was leaving today... The dive-masters are exhausted from having to devote themselves so much to the clients.
Besides, it shows. On the boat, they are always gloomy and have a hard time to be friendly and cheerful... Fortunately they don't have to walk on the beach.