Lovina

I got to the town Singaraja. Singaraja was about 10 minutes east of Lovina. I pulled over to check out this harbor and this guy on a scooter asked me where I was going. Pretty much everyone does. I told him Lovina. He said he works at this homestay and I should check it out. Okay, so I followed him there. It was pretty rad spot. Right on the beach and full of people. I booked the room and ended up staying there for a couple of days. Ended up making friends with all the workers and showing me a good time. The second day I was there I decided to make a road trip up into the mountains and check it out. Bali is known for being a tropical island but up top was freezing raining. After an all day drive up the mountains I finally arrived and my hands were purple and hands looks like brains. I pulled off the road to get some coffee and warm up. It didn't do anything. I guess I got used to the warm weather and I just got reminded of what its like back home in the winter time. Regardless, the drive was well worth it. More rice patties and up top the mountain lied two lakes and another town in between both of them. I drove to the town and was searching for a fruit market. The book that I have says that this town is known for producing wild strawberries that only grow here. Luckily there was a huge fruit market here. I pulled off and started to bard er with fruit stands for the best deal. I played dumb and acted like I have never seen any of the fruit so I could try them. Actually about half of it I tried in Sidemen but the other half was here that I hadn't tried yet. I ended up buy a bag full of assorted fruit to take home, including the strawberries.

On my way back up the hill I picked a different route to take me home. But at this time I was in the middle of the clouds and couldn't see anything. On top of that it started to pour down rain. Cold and miserable I drove slow down the windy road. Warmer and warmer it got and finally I broke through the clouds to a whole new land of rice terraces! It was quite the site. I instantly forgot about being cold. I kept driving and later on pulling over to take pictures. I felt like such a tourist but was the only one up north. People come to Bali and only stay in Kuta. They never leave to explore so the part of the island is untouched. I heard there was a hot springs at the bottom of the hill so that was on the agenda of what to do next. By the time I got down there it was really hot again. At this point I was really lost and in the middle of no where. There was a lot of traffic down here and I kept looking for a place to pull off to ask someone for directions. Like a complete idiot I saw some guy and pulled over right away, not even looking where I was going. I caught a patch gravel and my bike hearled me over to my face hitting the ground. I got up fine but was bleeding on my arm and legs. The guy got up real quick and ran off to get his family for help. They all rushed over to see if I was okay. They started to put some sort of ointment on my hands where it was bleeding. But truly I was okay. I had the map in my hands trying to communicate with them but they were worried about my health. I was worried about the bike and me paying a fine. Honestly I was completely fine. It must have looked way worse that it came out but luckily I was wearing my helmet or it could have been much worse. Its not like I'm a bad driver and driving really fast, it was just this patch of gravel that caught me off guard. Anyways the guy told me that the hot springs were really hard to find and he would take me there. He got on his dirt bike and I followed him there. We arrived to this oasis and I thanked him and took off. If it wasn't for my crash I wouldn't have found this hot springs. Weird how things work.

Inside was a huge pool. The upper deck was the warmest and colder beyond each lower level. The first level had 6 or so dragon statchue's spilling out hot water into the pool. Pretty neat. I jumped in and watched little kids do flip into the pool as I just stuck my face into this fountain of hot water. It was nice, then I left. Another hot spring but this time it was in a tropical island. Never would have thought the need for a hot springs would happen. It did and now I can check it off the list.

I made it back to Lovina in my homestay safe and sound. That night the sunset was unreal. The pictures I got were great. I met this couple from Germany and we ended up hanging out all night. We went and got food at the street market. Things here are even cheaper, but come with consequence. Definitely the only white people here. We stood very tall compared to the locals. After talking for hours we ended up closing the place down. People started to look at us like we were having too much fun. Kinda like Denny's late night. So we left. I asked them if they do facebook so we could keep in contact but they call facebook, fukbook. I will never see these people again. Cheers.

Next day I left to head west to check out the rest of the island.