Day 3..and we basically have had enough of temples..No offense, it’s like my brother said, “Once you’ve seen one, you’ve seen ‘em all”.

So..we didn’t go through any specific tour, but instead, asked the driver (Pak Hendro) to drive us back to Kintamani (yes, Malaysians are deprived of volcanoes. We want to see one, dammit!), and to either Tanah Lot or Uluwatu to watch the famous sunset by a Bali beach (since our Kuta beach looked meh)

During the long drive, we kept nodding off again..but kept our spirits up since the weather was still okay..But then, as we were getting closer and closer to Kintamani, rain started to pour again..sigh. As you can see, visibility was not zero like the day before, but the fogs were like pieces of huge cotton candies, taking their turns to cover up the sky.

We had the perfect spot where we could see the volcano and the lake, at this non-halal restaurant (which meant that we couldn’t stay there for lunch). We were so determined to catch a glimpse of the top of the volcano, so we waited. And waited. And waited.

..For hours! We got hungry and couldn’t take it anymore. So we asked Pak Hendro to bring us to somewhere we can eat (the poor guy pun sure also dah lapar and boring, punyalah lama kena tunggu). It was a nearby restaurant, but across the street from where we were just now.

The food was better than the day before, and we could eat outside at the terrace. You can see Mount Batur at the back in the photo, still obscured by the fog..
s-l-o-w-l-y looking clearer now.. I continued taking pix of whatever I can occupy myself with at the meantime. I caught the attention of some of the hecklers down on the street trying to sell off t-shirts and souvenirs. Boy, were they persistent. Especially that one lady with the blue t-shirt.

And finally, it happened! We could see the top of Mount Batur! Some small leftover fogs were still looming around, and it looked as if it just erupted and puffed the fog out, like in the cartoons. It looked awesome.

Another round of sleeping in the car and we were on our way to our next and only other destination that day..Uluwatu. It was either this, or Tanah Lot. These were the two ideal destinations to watch the famous Bali beach sunset. But the weather hasn’t been really sunset friendly, so our driver reckoned it was better to got to Uluwatu than Tanah Lot because at least there was also the Kecak Dance there. And monkeys. This place had lots and lots of monkeys. Thieving, conniving, sea monkeys.

Uluwatu was really beautiful. We don’t get a lot (are there any?) of high cliffs by the sea back in Malaysia, so it was breathtaking. There was (of course) a temple on top of the cliff, and the Kecak Dance place was on the other end of the cliff.

Like I said, MONKEYS. Fast, rabid, shrieking, psycho monkeys. Elok-elok dok control nak bergambo tetiba sekor-dua muncul dengan niat nak meragut nyawa. Kemudian ku mendakap isteriku demi keselamatankunya.

On to the Kecak Dance. It was quite enjoyable. The dancers chanted “cak-kecak-kecak” over and over in numerous rhythms and made formations and all sorts of crazy.

And then these guys came on the show and all hell broke loose. That white monkey particularly caused a frenzy with his fireball kicking. I couldn’t capture much of it all so I photoshopped the mayhem a lil bit la eh.

And then it was over…It got dark during the show, it was so cloudy that we didn’t get to see any pretty sunsets. Nasib baik jugak la ada Kecak Dance. We hopped into the cab back to our hotel, and had dinner depan tv again and packed our stuff a bit because the next day would be our flight back already. Part IV will squeeze in what we did last before heading home.