All packed up and ready to head to Yogyakarta...sad farewells to our friends here! The family that ran our homestay, Minh, Jum and their 2 year old son who kept asking for us after we brought him a lollypop, could not have been nicer and more helpful. Even when we asked them to remove an enormous spider from our bathroom, knocked on their door concerned about the tsunami, and were pretty unsettled by the small earthquake off the Bali Sea preceding the big one in Japan. It woke me up but Meg slept right through. Minh even loaned us her own helmets because we didn't want to drive the scooters without them.
We are also sad to say goodbye to Rasta, the best surf teacher ever, who told us all about when surfing came to his small fishing village and how life has changed, mostly for the better, for all involved. The price of fish and seaweed is higher for all the tourist restaurants, the village has concrete homes now and better water, and local kids have a trade running surf boats and teaching surfing. The local kids were amazing, they could see a swell coming where none of us could, and effortlessly paddle to exactly the right spot and glide up to their feet. We got a great shot of Joe, our favorite and sweetest boatman EVER, surfing a beautiful wave.
It's far to come, but lots to recommend Kuta Lombok.
emily
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