The roof of the Darma Homestay, where I spent the night
Another angle on the view
The ozone cafe. Everyone takes their shoes off and sits on cushions on the floor or on a platform, like in a lot of the restaurants I visited.
He showed me a black sand beach where there happened to be a funeral going on which was pretty interesting to see. Apparently almost everyone gets cremated and then there is a big ceremony to release the ashes into the ocean. I had seen the procession pass by while I was eating lunch but it was pretty cool to be able to see the rest of the events. Then he took me to a really small but really beautiful white sand beach. Sadly though, they are building this huge resort just above it (the first one to the area) and there was loud construction going on all over. I can imagine once they are down building it will change everything for the small town. My tour guide was pretty sad about it all.
The funeral procession
Up until the end of this day, I wasn’t sure if I was going to go on to Lombok and the Gilis because they are Muslim areas and it was Ramadan so I was worried that it might be too quiet and not that great for me, as a single female, to take on. But I had seen enough of Padangbai and everyone reassured me that I would be totally fine so I bought my return ticket from my new friend Jo, who also happened to be a travel agent, and after some celebratory cocktails that evening at the Rasta bar he works at, was on my way the following morning.
Jo showing off his martial arts. He's balancing on two rocks but it's hard to see...
These girls were total hams and kept coming back for me to take their picture. As soon as I would pull my camera out they would turn super shy and hide behind each other but they loved it when I showed them the pictures.
The daughter of the owner of the homestay

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