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Selamat datang di Simeuelue and how Smong saved everyone
Si-Meh-Loo. This is the best phonetic spelling I can come up with for the name of the island we are currently on. Never heard of Simeulue? Neither had I a couple of months ago, nor had most of our Balinese friends when we told them where we are going. Its neighbour Nias, to the south-east,…
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Mt Batur and the eerie village on the foot of big brother
A truly fantastical view greets me as I walk through a palatial cafe foyer, evoking childhood memories of the Childlike Empress’ ivory tower in Michael Ende’s fabulous tale The Neverending Story. The invitation from Krystyna came after I foolishly accepted an offer by a member of Bali’sTrail Runners (BTR) to join them for a nine…
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Hidden gems
Somehow Matt – not unlike a truffle pig – always sniffs out the best food haunts. Here is his review of a Balinese seafood place we (sorry … HE) discovered. Only a few streets into Sanur suburbia, serenity can be found in a seafood mixed rice plate locally known as Nasi Campur. Served in a…
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In search for the suckling pig
I realise my food posts are really not geared toward our vegan and vegetarian friends, and while we usually eat very little meat I feel following a plant-based diet in Bali would be forgoing the majority of amazing traditional dishes Bali has to offer. I had my first Babi Guling at a small warung on…
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Rocky start to an ongoing love affair
“Ich scheiss auf Nasi Padang!” Fran, 1999 That’s what I mumbled under my breath as I was about to have a food revelation, marking the beginning of my obsession with Balinese food. We had been trotting down dark, deserted roads in the back of Kuta for more than half an hour and I couldn’t give…
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How it all began
My dear friend Emma Young is writing a new book following her wonderful debut novel The Last Bookshop, and as part of her research she asked for people to share the story of how they met their significant other. The most wonderful thread ensued on social media, everyone feeling a love-tinged sense of nostalgia when…
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So … we’ve checked out. Or checked in?
Matt (45, a physiotherapist) and I (43, online news editor) met following a mutual passion: travel. In fact, we met right here! In Bali where I write right now in the humid waft of Sanur during the rainy season. We met in party-central Kuta in 1999. Fast forward 20 and some years later and we…
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