Waiting for our minivan to turn up we were hassled by numerous Taxi drivers who kept trying to sell us their fare even though we'd already paid for our own transport. What pulled up wasn't the usual rusty run down van but a swish four by four. Nice!! The driver even had a nice playlist. Onto the slow ferry which tested your patience as we had to wait an hour to dock after a 4 hour journey but a least there was a breeze. We saw an elderly man racing in his peddle boat to the ferry. He climbed on board with a big box of ice creams to sell. You gotta love Indonesian ingenuity. Arriving at the dock we were led to our next minivan by the company we were travelling with. We purchase open tickets to Gili Air with them, a decision we later regretted as we found them cheaper at Senggigi. It still drives me crazy every time we get ripped off but at every opportunity they will try to do it. Hence why after our final minivan journey they dropped us off at a 'tourist information point' to try and sell us more crap. No thank you! We checked into a nice hotel/hostel called Wira. Every room had a private garden and seating area which served us well as in Senggigi we finally found the wet season. It rained, rained and rained some more. Senggigi itself is made up of one street full of restaurants, some with really bad cover bands. And that's about it. The beach (which they tried to charge us to enter) is dirty. On our final night while we listened to a local band sing soppy cover songs (you'll come to love Sting out here, God help us) we were bought drinks by a West African professional football player playing for an Indonesian club. As Rachel said before we spoke to him, he must be a footballer with bad hair like that. After more drinks arrived we went over to say thank you and a chat. This turned out to be him offering to pay for our hotel and transport to Gili Air if we stayed longer in Senggigi with him. Hmmmm. After we politely declined he told us as we were all Christians it was just a Christian gift and he didn't expect anything in return. Yeah right! We said good night and hope to good he wouldn't just turn up in Gili Air. But hay it gave us something to giggle about J.