After an awesome spa yesterday, we’re all geared up for sightseeing on this last day. I wasn’t expecting anything. When our friend Rahman (met him on the first day, read it here) offered to bring us to Kintamani to see the volcano, I don’t know why, but I  wasn’t excited at all.

On the way through the winding and hilly roads, I observed  the villages, locals getting ready for a ceremony, and little stalls along the road, among other things. It became a monotonous journey when all I could see were unkempt grass and isolated shanties. When I first caught a glimpse of Mount Kintamani, I was super excited. It didn’t occur to me that an island like Bali could house a volcano! Well Singapore is an island too, but what do we have? Nothing! Okay, fine Bali is a relatively BIGGER island, and there are a few volcanoes. Then reality sinks in. I’m in front of a volcano.

Rahman left us to have lunch in a Grand Puncak Sari restaurant. I was ecstatic!

My manjo juice was awesome! It’s really fresh, now I can’t wait for the food!

Hungry, the buffet spread looked appealing.

I was wrong. You know what they say, when you’re terribly hungry, even the worst food become scrumptious. Well, not here. The food is really bad, really, really bad. Now that I’m back in Singapore, I looked for reviews – YUP! It’s bad. Read them in Trip Advisor here. The damage done:

IDR396,000 / SGD50 / USD40

DO NOT COME HERE.

3/10 stars. Almost gave none but the view, cleanliness and efficiency of the waiters should not go unnoticed.

Now time for pictures!

My friend Fahez with Rahman. Such a friendly guy. If you need to contact him, I can get you acquainted.

After a good morning (except the food), we head to Uluwatu, to watch the sunset. It was lovely. Really. I couldn’t be happier.

The gorgeous view of the waves crashing. This is perfect. Tranquility at its best.

Time stood still. It was just me, the sunset, the sound of the waves crashing, and the breeze whistling to my ears.

Now when I look at this picture, it looks scary. Hahaha! I was right on the edge.

After a great day, we returned to Kuta, got our bags and headed to the airport. Right after this picture, we said our goodbyes and thanked Rahman and Angga. They were awesome. I need to make a return trip.

This marks the end of three idiots’ journey. Sometimes, it’s good not to plan. Sometimes.