So Kuta. After spending an hour searching for a room with our backpacks we realised we looked desperate for one so I dropped Katie off with the bags And went on a search on me tod. Got one for nearly half what they were offering before so that worked! After settling in we had one of our faviorite aimless wanders and soon realised that Kuta was infact, a right s***ehole.
White sand beaches, peppered with litter and touts. Market stalls in every crevice, peppered with litter and touts. Pubs on every corner, peppered with dickheads an yes touts. Seems this place is the Aussies version of Ibiza, well not quite but give it a couple of years. There doesn't seem to be any sort of traditional culture here, very different to Ubud. even the Market is full of Blackpoolesque tat from c*** keyrings to bumper stickers saying Things like 'dance like your vagina is on fire', and 'dave is gay'. Just doesn't seem right after what we've seen of Bali so far. Bought a guitar on the plus side so will probably spend the next two days playing that and teaching katie rather than the culture stuff. Avoiding the litter and touts along the way....
The food is cheap here, I paid about £2 for a sirloin steak. The hotel isn't too bad either, not really any facilities but we get English breakfast (here that means egg and toast) and the water isn't too cold in the shower. We decided to spend the night like everyone else and get bladdered. We met a couple from Canada who were doing the same as us but the otherway round, Australia then Asia, so was good to compare experiences. The highlight was meeting a bloke from New Zealand. He was a nice chap. Surfer dude on his own, spent the day winding up Aussies about the cricket. He showed us a decent, yet expensive place to drink an I told him the cheapest ciggarettes to buy (pallmall at £0.40 for 20). We took his email and may have to tap him up for a place to stay for a couple of days if we make it to NZ.
We didn't get home till 1-2 am so was a good un. The walk home was interesting as the touts were now offering pot and prostitutes but with the same laidback attitude as when they were offering taxis or mopeds. Obviously we declined,and the whole thing was very strange. The old noggin is a bit sore now though. Probably the cheap ale and cocktails.