Scuba diving in Wakatobi, Indonesia had been on our bucket list for years. We started out with help from our dear friends Lynne and Jim who drove us and all our gear to the airport in Norfolk, Virginia. From there we flew to JFK in New York City and overnighted at a local hotel. The next morning we were to fly from JFK to Doha, Qatar (12.5 hours). The flight was delayed and we missed our connection to Bali!
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But Anna and I only were able to sleep for a few hours since it was late morning when we began our flight in JFK.
The Qatar airport lounge was a sight to behold: https://youtu.be/jnOujTnA-Dg
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The next flight to Bali was in nine hours. The airline sent us by taxi to a hotel. We put our hand luggage in our room but decided not to try to nap. Instead we took a taxi to the Museum of Islamic Art.
Inside the lobby: https://youtu.be/RleL430I-Zc
Suka made sure that we tried a typical and very well known Balinese lunch, baba guling (suckling pig). Anna didn't like it. See how it looked in the food case at the sandwich stand:
As the pièce de résistance, Suka took us to drink the famous luwak coffee. It seems a civet knows to pick only the ripest coffee beans, but the civet's digestive system only dissolves the bean coverings. The otherwise untouched beans are eliminated (yes, I know). These are boiled and ground to make this strong sweet coffee!
Although Indonesia, comprising more than 17,000 islands, is basically a Muslim country, Bali is almost completely Hindu. Hinduism is a faith as well as a way of life, a world view and philosophy upholding the principles of virtuous and true living. And Suka , like most Balinese we encountered, lived his Hindu beliefs. He showed us and taught us so much about the culture of Bali.
Anna and I ate at both of the restaurants in the resort but one evening we ate at an outside restaurant specializing in Indonesian rijsttafel (Dutch for "rice table"). What a feast!
Anna of course volunteered to try it:
After six days in Bali it was off to the Wakatobi dive resort. We took a private plane for the three hour flight.
The crew of twelve on the boat included the captain and first officer, two maintenance engineers, two stewards, a chef, and five dive guides. And the meals were restaurant quality.
After another week of diving it was time to leave Wakatobi and get ready to fly to Australia.
Goodbye:
We decided to visit Sydney because, Chikage, our seventeen year old granddaughter is on a student exchange program there. Chikage lives with her family in Tokyo but is completing her last year of high school at a school in South Sydney.
We knew Chikage was at school during the week and also worked part time. We arrived in Sydney on Tuesday and wouldn't see Chikage until Saturday. So Anna and I did all the tourist stuff in Sydney from Wednesday to Friday.
The Sydney harbor had a new cruise ship in every day we were in Sydney:
Opera House: https://youtu.be/MqNLNeWs4UU
And the Harbour Bridge:
And Anna just had to climb the Harbour Bridge (notice the line of climbers on the right):
We did the Wulugul walk along the Tasman Sea (part of the South Pacific ocean). Many indigenous names are used on Sydney buildings and streets. There has been a serious effort to integrate native peoples into the culture of Australia.
On Saturday we went to the zoo with Chikage:
We saw wombats, dingoes and emus and wallabys. We caught up on Chikage's life and went out for a fabulous dinner. We hope to see her in New York City when she gets to NYU in two years. And she said she's definitely coming to visit our beach house in Nags Head, North Carolina.
Then it was a grueling fourteen hour flight to JFK. The airport was sheer chaos with about a million holiday travelers. We overnighted at an airport motel and flew back to Norfolk the following day.
And Lynne and Jim were there to meet us!
We were travel weary and happy to return home and sleep in our own beds.
And for those of you who went through this blog; you're probably exhausted as well.
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