I loved Java so much that I don’t have any time left to see
Bali. I arrive in Denpasar exhausted from the bus and ferry and a really
strange border crossing in the middle of the night. It was another crossing
where I did wonder if I was going to make it back onto the right bus but it all
worked out fine. My bus arrived at Denpasar bus station at about 5am and after
an hour or so sitting on my bag we are squeezed onto a mini bus and taken
further into the city. Then it is into a taxi to a hotel to catch finally up on
some sleep. Once suitable recovered it
is out onto the streets in search of food.
