This morning we called the bus company and they came to collect us at 8am in Sengiggi. By this time I was feeling really ill as we'd had our malaria tablets but no food. A doughnut sorted me right out!
An hour later we arrived at the port of Bangsal. A really weird guy was following us around, asking taz loads of questions and saying I had soft skin.... well weird!! We teamed up with a German guy who had loads of info on the places we're going to travel to, Vietnam and Thailand etc. At 10am a very overcrowded wooden boat set sail to Gili Trawangan. Taz was the only white person! The journey was 30 minutes but it felt a lot longer because of the worrying that we were going to sink. The top of the boat was only inches from the sea it was that crammed with people, so everytime a big wave hit us it nearly sank us. Hell raising!
In Gili we found it overpriced and waaaaay to many drug dealers. Both our neighbours invited the dealers in and they returned about half an hour later smoking mushrooms. Loosers. There's no police on the island. Even the poshes restaurant had adverts for mushrooms. Too much hastle. Just found it hard to walk around without being sold something.
We found a cheap bar that night (after some rubbish overpriced food!) that sold Arak and orange for 10,000 so we got tipsy. The island grew on us a little bit :-) But never the less it was definately for the typical tourist.
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