Bali Day Eight

After two terrific days in Ubud, it was time to return to the quieter, slower and more relaxing atmosphere of Peninsula Beach this morning.

We found the full wrath of Bali traffic en route. Having wondered just how easy it would be to be involved in a dangerous accident in Bali traffic, we experienced one on this trip, which I viewed from the front passengers seat. Two motorcycles had whizzed up the inside of our transport, with one making to overtake the other. Of course, as soon as they did, they decided that they wanted to turn into the upcoming petrol station, and turned right in front of the motorcycle they had passed. That cycle of course then went headlong into it, putting both on the ground, and the one at the rear slipping out right into our path at 75 kph. Our driver had nowhere to go, and went right over the rear wheel of the downed motorcycle, missing the girls leg on board by centimetres. We kept an eye through the rear vision mirrors as we continued on, and saw both cycles and their passengers stand up mostly uninjured. It was a knife's edge from being very nasty, but as Dad said, there is no insurance in Bali, so anything that happens is considered bad luck. the lack of injury made us feel better about not stopping and possibly incurring the wrath of the local police.

So it was back into relaxation mode, as we alternately swam in the pool, lazed by the pool, or relaxed in the room.