Here on the island of the Gods, the days have been jam packed. After returning from our first solo trip on Lembongan, we decided to take another crack at surfing; this time using boards with a little more sex appeal than the chunky blue foam monstrosities from before. But even though we looked like chiseled effigies of Poseidon himself, we have all gained a deeper appreciation of the phrase "can't catch a break"
To make up for getting tossed around by the waves all afternoon, we headed to Bali's famed party district, Kuta. When in Bali, right? RAP ft HRLN tore it up on the dance floor much to the amazement of the roaming packs of ladies who did not dare approach us for fear of interrupting the visual experience of the decade. Im sure we'll be asked back soon.
Finally, the weekend was capped off with a night ascent of mighty Gunug Agung, the largest volcano on Bali towering over the island at more than 3000m. The gruelling 30 deg pitch was no match for this tough gang and we were rewarded with breathtaking views of the sunrise, hot beverages supplied by our guide, and delectable treats affectionately named "coffee flavoured mouth boners".
So after all this adventuring, it's almost time to bid adieu to this magical island. RAP will soon leave cousins Harlan, JJ, and Ben behind as well as our amazing hosts Tim and Insook as we prepare to head to India.
Catch you on the flip side




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