No better way to wake up a cock down your ear hole

Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
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Trip End Feb 26, 2011


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Ranah Tawah

Flag of Indonesia  , West Nusa Tenggara,
Thursday, August 19, 2010

The call to prayer from the nearby mosque had woke us up at sunrise, whatever time that was, we drifted back off to sleep for a few more hours despite the cock crows and babies crying at the side of our hut, I suppose that's what you get for staying in the village not on the beach front (which we sadly can’t afford but if we are ever lucky enough to come back will definitely be staying in). We had breakfast on the porch of our hut which the very nice Muslim owner made for us, despite it being Ramadan, of banana pancake and tomato and onion omelette with toast.  I cocooned myself in the hammock for a while and read some more of my book (we are reading so much on this trip sometimes averaging a book every two days, and no I don’t mean Help! Gregg) until the guilt set in and we thought we really should move this on down to the beach to enjoy some of what the island had to offer.  We found a nice deserted bit of beach, parts under the shade of a tree (for me), which was perfect and we whiled away the morning and most of the afternoon sunbathing, reading and admiring the island of Lombok just across the water from us.  

We went for a late lunch at a warung across from our huts called Warung Indonesia and had a fried chicken and rice and a Nasi Goreng. The chicken was tiny, I think it was a chick and Andrew even thought he heard it being killed just after we put in our order – therefore he ate it I couldn’t face it and I had most of the Nasi Goreng which was very tasty and was served with a fried egg perched on top of all the rice.  All he could say was that it tasted – 'fresh’. Then we went back to the hut for a salt water shower to get rid of all the sand and coral, which somehow gets everywhere - tell me how, and I relaxed back on the hammock with a book while Andrew got stuck in to a bit more of his dissertation. 

After a couple of hours we decided to walk over to the west side of the island to watch the sunset behind  Rinjang Volcano  so we took the dusty inland road through more of the village and fields with goats and a few cattle over to the other side.  We were passed by a few horses and carts along the way (the only form of transport on the island except for bicycles) which kicked up huge plumes of dust which left our legs black below the knee (it almost looked like we were wearing socks).  Disturbingly on the way we also came across a cat which appeared to have a plastic bag stuck out of its arse, quite literally some of it was hanging out of the back of it (we couldn’t tell if it was an Aldi one or not – there is interestingly an Aldi on the island but we think the local owner has just nicked the shopping giants name and logo).  We both looked at it in disbelief as if to say is that what I think it is? We haven’t stopped thinking about it since.  Poor sod.

We arrived at ‘Sunset beach’ to a bar, music and lots of people with their cameras and drinks watching the sun cast beautiful colours in to the sky.  Unfortunately it wasn’t a clear night so there was quite a lot of cloud coverage but we could still see the volcano and the sky still looked amazing.  The beach appeared quite rocky on the south west edge of the island and as the sun went down children were playing in the rock pools and adults were drinking beer and chatting with friends all to the strains of the Macarena.  Yes you can just picture it, we could almost have been in Blackpool, ok perhaps without the Volcano as a backdrop.

We walked back along the beach path where there were bonfires and fire jugglers up and down the beach.  There were a lot more resorts here too beautifully lit up by atmospheric lighting that just invited you in had you the means.  Further towards the village we saw one of the outdoor cinemas but we were too early for the first showing and too tired to wait around for it to begin.  It did look great though with beds instead of chairs so you could really relax (and obviously fall asleep if you were me).

At this time of night all the restaurants had prepared all their barbeque stalls so everywhere you looked there were fish of all descriptions waiting to be served up to the hungry expectant diners.  There was everything from Lobster through to Grouper through to Shark.  We on the other hand had decided very reluctantly to go back to our local warung to have Nasi Campur and Nasi Goreng again as it was cheap and everything else on the island seems so expensive in comparison (being on our budget), basically two pounds a meal each is where we are at.  We got an early night as last night was such a late one and Andrew dug out the earplugs in case we were awoken again by the mosque or the cocks.
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