Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A Cultural Paradise



By Alli Sinclair

The first time I traveled out of the country I exchanged the sandy beaches in Australia for the tropical shores of Bali, Indonesia. With sweaty hands and a sense of adventure I landed at Denpasar Airport, and made my way to a resort in Kuta, Bali’s tourist hotspot.

Gravel roads swarmed with motorcycles weaving between drunken tourists, mostly Aussies and Kiwis. Mangy dogs hung their heads, foraging in the garbage piles for scraps. Hawkers out the front of restaurants touted their menus and shops charmed punters in to buying a sarong or t-shirt with misspelled slogans in English. And the air hung thick with the aromas of peanut and chili, mixed with the kerosene burners the street vendors used to cook snacks and meals. It was utter chaos and I loved it.

In contrast, the resort was clean, almost sterile, relaxing and… well… boring. Outside the high walls lay an island that begged to be explored. A culture rich in history and religion was waiting to be discovered. It didn’t take long before I cancelled my reservation, packed my bags and headed out to explore the real Bali.

In those two short weeks I climbed up Mount Batur and into the crater, taking care to dodge the pockets of steam pouring out of cracks in the rocks. I snorkeled on a deserted beach on the north of the island and cycled for miles along empty roads with nothing more than rice paddies to keep me company. I ate food I couldn’t recognize and had the displeasure of discovering what Bali Belly really is. But it didn’t matter how sick I got, because I was out there, learning about a new world and in the process of changing my own.

On Lovina Beach I met Ketut, a lovely woman in her early twenties with a smile that radiated from deep within. We befriended each other and she took me to her small village about an hour inland. I met her family and we spent the afternoon laughing and enjoying each other’s company with the help of Ketut’s translating skills. I learned a lot about life in Bali, the culture, beliefs and people and I left the tiny village with a stronger sense of what life could be like outside my own country. This experience catapulted me into a life full of wanderlust and I haven’t regretted it for one moment.

That was more than twenty years ago and Bali has changed a lot since then. The one thing I am positive that hasn’t altered is the essence of the people. Friendly faces greeted me everywhere I went, polite questions were asked with genuine interest and an undercurrent of hope ran through the veins of these people. By the time I landed in Australia, I was already planning my next adventure.

My first overseas trip made me realize I wasn’t cut out for the cushy resort-style holidays. Sure, a bit of pampering every now and again doesn’t go astray, but if I wanted to sit in a resort all day, I might as well head to Port Douglas in Australia. Adventure is an essential part of my being as is my desire to learn about other cultures. I need to get off the beaten track and put myself out there, even if it means getting into dicey situations every now and again. I choose to live the experience, rather than sip a cocktail and watch a BBC documentary (although there have been many days on the road when this has been very appealing!).

So how about you? What did you learn about yourself or the world on your first time out of the country?

6 comments:

  1. I really agree with you about resorts. That applies to cruise ships as well. I much prefer exploring restaurants where I see local people congregating or following the path crowds of locals seem to follow. I congratulate you on seeing this on your first voyage.

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    1. Thanks, Patricia. It was a memorable first voyage, for sure. For me, food is definitely a big part of travel and if I love the food in a particular country, chances are that country rates high on my "like to visit again" list!

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  2. I love Bali! We went for a week when I was in high school, and although not as adventurous as you were, we saw so much of the island and the culture. People were friendly and genuine, and the food was delicious (although we were a little tired of peanuts by the time we left).

    I agree about resorts in general except when traveling with children or extremely hungry teenagers who never stop eating. Then, those all-inclusive deals can be a budget saver and a way to contain the kids in a safe spot before venturing out together to explore.

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    1. Isn't Bali great, Jenni? I totally agree about going to resorts with kids. Sometimes it's a blessing, especially if there's a kid's club! We did a trip like that in Thailand last year. We stayed in a nice place where the kids could have their own time in the kid's club and we ventured out into the city and surrounds to explore at other times. It was a perfect mix.

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  3. Your photo is gorgeous, by the way!

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  4. I never fail to be transported by this blog! I'm passing along a nomination for the Liebster Award this morning. If you'd like to accept, the details are posted at http://travelswithkaye.blogspot.com/2013/04/liebster-award.html. Thanks for being here!

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