Thursday, August 22, 2013

Mad about You - Day 18

Our last full day at island house and we were just planning on taking it easy and a having another look around on the scooters.

Counting waves from your bed ...now that's a relaxing past time :0)






The large flat pools is where this point gets it's name the Devil's Tears (I'm assuming)

Moving from the bed to the hammock...more relaxing for some but I wasn't tangling with that contraption ever again!

I felt really safe on the back of the bike with Luke. He took a lot of care on the 'very ordinary' scooter over the even more 'ordinary' roads/tracks of Lembongan.



We had driven past this great lookout a few times in the back of vans and we enjoyed stopping this time around and checking out the view.

Everywhere we had gone on the island there were little unobtrusive black signs with the name 'Jibaku' stencilled in white with an arrow pointing the way, nailed to posts and trees. We would have to seek it out on our travels.
We passed it on our way along the coast track and continued on until we reached Mangrove Point and Nano Nano where we had been the previous day. We figured it was time for some refreshments and headed back to check out 'Jibaku'




I can almost hear my Mum saying..."not a very lady like pose Julie"! sorry..but it was very hot, we were the only patrons in the restaurant and sometimes it's all about air circulation.

There were a couple of kids wading through the shallows collecting some wayward strands of seaweed.
It's interesting to think this is the origin of a lot of our cosmetics we use.



Pam getting a Pina colada fix.




We were served by a very friendly guy who obviously loved his music and spent his time when he wasn't serving us grooving away behind a DJ's booth.
 Jibaku was going to be jumping that night with a Full Moon Party planned. 
Rob took a liking to the waiters Jibaku t.shirt and he happily found one for Rob to take home with him. He wears it under his work shirt sometimes when he needs a tropical reminder and to help keep his eye on the prize.

We checked out the menu but nothing really took our fancy.
So we decided to go up the road a piece.


Surprise, surprise.. we found our way back at Indiana Kenanga to check out what delights it's lunch time menu had to offer.
And "Our table" was available too. So the shoes were quickly slipped off so I could wriggle my toes in the sand.



Some delicious cocktails were ordered.
I do remember I had trouble deciding what I would have as there was 3 things I really wanted to try on the menu.
3 of us opted for a burger each one of them different and delish.
Pam had the seafood satay's which got the thumbs up too.
A double wagyu burger and Luke was a happy man.

On the trip home we decided to go and check out the point opposite Island House.


I stayed off of these rocks. I can be a bit tangled footed.




Love this photo ...Rob/Neptune commanding the waves.


Watch out Luke you're in for a soaking ...although it's not like you won't  be dry again in 10 minutes in this heat.

That's Nusa Penida off the coast.

And just as we had every other afternoon on Nusa Lembongan when the afternoon heat got too much for us, we found ourselves floating around in the infinity pool back at Island House. 
Just idyllic.

When our fingers and toes had gotten wrinkly enough we thought we'd take a bit of stroll up to the tip of our point to catch the sunset.
All the other villa's on our side of the point looked unoccupied and on the very point we came across a little derelict villa. Unfortunately it looked like someones hopes and dreams hadn't panned out. It seems the white ants got the upper hand on this one and it was falling apart. A lot of it's soft furnishings were left behind too which were all damaged beyond repair which made it look like someone had just given up on it and walked away. It was an Aussie too apparently Ketut later told us who had built in the wrong sort of wood :(  Another one of the pitfalls of building in Bali among many.

Looking out to the right of the point and according to Lee Ryles on BB over yonder is "The Point" hotel. :)
A very friendly security guard came across us here and enthusiastically ushered us toward the 'Villa Casa Del Mar' which he guarded. He told us when many of the Villa's on this point are rented out for weddings the Bride and Groom usually take up residence in this one. 
This ones owned by an Aussie too. Lucky bugger.

The beautiful entrance.




OOps! We hadn't realised that the villa was occupied.! We apologised for the intrusion and when the residents glanced in our direction with just a stony glare it was apparent that they too were sorry that we had stumbled upon them. 
We tried to beat a hasty exit but the Security Guard said not to worry they were just the owners cousins :0/  and insisted on showing us around the rest of the villa. I'm guessing the owner wouldn't of minded either if it meant more bookings. 
I do think the owner made a mistake though. I definitely would of included the word Sunset in the naming of this villa. How Stunning!

It had just the 2 bedrooms that looked lovely as did the kitchen and lounge area.

An outside dining area to the right of the pool.
As much as I was loving Island House ...this one would be worth booking for these amazing sunsets.


We wandered back to the other side of the point where we weren't disturbing anyone, to finish watching the sunset. 



The moon was making a beautiful show of it too that night.
It was Pam's last night in Bali so it was her choice for the dinner venue.

None of us complained when we returned to Kenanga!
All our favorites were ordered  again to hopefully tide us over until we got an opportunity to return one day.


When we got back to Island House, Ketut was about and was feeling pretty merry after he had spent the day at a ceremony on the main land ;) 
He sat and had a few drinks with us as we enjoyed the beautiful moonlight and listened to the dragons roar on our last night at Island House...well for this trip anyway.

Selamat Malam!















































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