January 9, 2009

[me in front of McD-Mataram Mall]
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[feeding the monkeys]
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[the beautiful view along the road]
We then went straight ahead to Bangsal harbor to go to the Gili. We had to stop and park somewhere on the way, then ride on cidomo (the cart pulled by a horse, which they are also called as delman, andong, dokar, or sado in other places in Indonesia).
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[bargaining the cidomo service]
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[on the cidomo]
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[Bangsal Harbor]
We arrived at the harbor and got on the Trawangan Indah boat to get on the 30 minutes water cruise to the small island. We arrived at the Gili Trawangan ('Gili' means island, and 'Trawangan' was taken from terowongan in Indonesian, or tunnel, for it has an old Japanese tunnel during the war time inside the hill at the center of the island) and only in seconds we fell in love with its beauty.
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[on the boat]
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[welcome to Gili Trawangan!]
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[cidomo at the main road]
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[one of the hotels]
There is no motored vehicle allowed here; the only transport media you could have are the cidomo and bicycle. So the island remains 'pure' from pollution and feels fresh. The sea water was cyan blue and the sand was white. There were trees everywhere, and the houses lined in one side of the only main road they got along the shore.
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[Blue Beach Bungalow]
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[the interior of the bungalow]
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[the outdoor shower area]
We checked in at the Blue Beach Bungalows then had lunch at Oda's Cafe. Our guide, Mr. Sofyan, gave us many useful informations for newbies like us. He followed us from Lombok without any warning or asking but he was nice. We played cards while waiting for the food.
They called it capsah in Jakarta, or cus in Bandung, but they call it tebok in Lombok.
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[view from Oda's Cafe]
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[what they called as macaroni]
After lunch we went to the shore and went snorkeling. Mr. Sofyan guided us without us asking but he was a really help on my first time. We saw many cute and beautiful fishes, and we also saw 2 hawksbill turtles down there. Too bad we didn't go to the other Gilis bcuz of our limited time and money (Rp. 600,000.-/boat for charter or Rp 75,000.-/person if you go with public by 10.30 a.m. and we were late already for the public boat.)
On my way back from the cafe to pee, I walked past a guy with a monkey on his lap. I dunno why but I walked quite near and opened a conversation with the guy, who apparently came from Denmark, and before I realize it the monkey had climbed over to my shoulder!
The hotel's monkey pet stayed there for quite some time, tried to find something beneath my hair, and when she failed, she moved to my left arm and pinched the hairs there. Lulu was funny, though, when you come without anything on you, because she likes to grab anything from people. But if you got nothing, she could be friendly enough.
I'm not really a monkey-fan, so when my dad came, we rented bikes and started to pedal to the east, north then west direction, the counter-clockwise way, circling the island. We stopped at certain nice spots to take pics, and we pedaled hardly on soft sands. The view was exquisite and we were hypnotized by it.
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[biking round the island]
We arrived at some abandoned used-to-be-an-open-cafe site about 1 hour before sunset and took some rest there. The site used to be a cemetery of some important person back in the old days and some Arabic guy built a cafe there without permission and one day, he died mysteriously there. Quite spooky, eh?
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[the abandoned sunset point]
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[Villa Ombak]
We thought of taking a bath before sunset, so that's what we did. After the baths there came rain so we didn't get back to the spot to see the sunset. It was cloudy after all. By after sunset the rain stopped and we walked to the left-side from the deck to the more crowded area of the island (for the right-side area was more silent with its cottages and small cafes while the left-side has more full-music bars, pubs, or cafes, and more hip hotels.)
We stopped at Trawangan Cottage to have a seaside dinner, a real seaside since we sat right next to the broken waves. We got some splashes, too, sometime.

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[some of the hotels/cafes on the left-side area]
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[one 'warung' we found there]
After dinner Dad and Ben went back to the hotel while we girls continued our walks to the 'end' of the 'entertainment'. The last cafe there was Scallywags, which was the merriest of all, on which we sat and had some ice cream. The atmosphere was delightful and tasted like party. Even most people were going home already, the party season still felt there. I love being here!
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[Scallywags]
When we finally walked back to the rooms, it was only 10 p.m. but we already felt tired and a bit unwell. But the sleep was nice, tho, inside the lumbung house, with the non-chilled air-con and gecko sounds 7-9 times in every few minutes. But the sleep was nice there, on the small beautiful paradise near Bali only few had known. And Yodi said, 'once you go to Gili Trawangan, you'd not want to go to Bali no more.' I guess he's right.


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