Days 678-682: The Exquisite Clutches of Calypso

09.11.10-13.11.10: By Tuesday afternoon I still hadn’t heard back from Simon about whether or not my laptop could be fixed in Bali.  At this point I was kinda raring get on with the adventure (if things had gone to plan, I’d be in East Timor today), but there was something holding me back: I can’t say really what it was, but it definitely had something to do with the sheer awesomeness of everyone I’ve met here in Bali. For instance, the other day I met up with Neil in a place called KuDeTa, the swankiest bar on the island.  I was just meeting Neil and then we were going on somewhere else – this place was way, way out of my price range (if it’s not a pound a pint I can’t help you). Just as Neil is finished off his bottle of Bintang, a lovely…

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Days 676-677: BUNGEEEEEEEEE!!

07.11.10-08.11.10: On Sunday I met up with Justin for my bungee jump at AJ’s, but sadly, no AJ.  He was there earlier, but not now. However, we did get him on the phone and he agreed to let me break ALL THE RULES and do a jump with my camera, much to the astonishment of the bungy staff. Hee hee - it's not WHAT you know... First Justin's girlfriend Natalie gaffered my camera to my hand... (If you look in the background of this shot, you'll see a bungy menu that includes one called 'THE FIRE BALL'. Yes - they set you on fire before you jump. Seriously. 'MOTO MADNESS' has you going over on a motorbike. I kid you not.) And then I jumped... Here’s the video of it: As I had my camcorder attached to my hand and my glasses attached to my head with tape,…

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Days 670-675: I’m on Bali

01.11.10-06.11.10: Many moons ago, when I was a wee nipper running around the playground in shorts annoying the hell out of people (not much has changed, the playground has just got bigger…) we used to have a game of ‘tick’ that involved giving people THE MANGE.  The rules were simple: you ticked somebody, thus giving them THE MANGE, and then they had to tick someone else to get rid of it.  You see, marvellously enough, like something out of an episode of The Outer Limits, the ‘mange’ only infected one person at a time, so by giving your best friend THE MANGE, you were miraculously cured from it. I think it’s the way most African leaders believe HIV works. This game is nothing new, in America they call it Cooties, and, according to Wikipedia: For ages 5 onwards, Cooties are known in Denmark as "fnat," or "pigelus" (literally…

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