Bali. Denpasar.

We landed at 22:20. We received the stroller immediately, at the exit from the sleeve, and hurried to the control. First check the vaccination certificates. Yes, Indonesia still wants them) But, on the other hand, even the oldest certificates are suitable for Indonesia.

The airport is fabulous. But, Tanya drags me forward - come on, come on, it's night in the yard.

I'm going to get a visa on arrival - $ 35, change from a hundred was given in dollars. You can get change in rupees, but I didn’t know what the exchange rate should be, so I took it in dollars. It is possible to get an e-visa in advance and then even renew it online. But, firstly, I didn’t need it for such a long period, and secondly, I prepared for the trip so quickly that I didn’t even try to apply for a visa online. By the way, before the pandemic, we had a visa-free regime with Indonesia.

Tanya and Alice have visas, they went to queue for passport control. And this is where it started. They pass very slowly on control. Alice had already exhausted herself in this queue, and when we approached the window, she was absolutely torn. He sobs, does not get off his hands, and the officer has completely slowed down. We probably stood there for twenty minutes while he dealt with our passports.

Then you need to fill out a declaration. This could also be done online. But you can also at the airport. Somewhere there, closer to the control of declarations, there is also a separate Wi-Fi to log in from the phone and even separate computers where you can fill out a declaration, but I missed this moment when preparing. We sat on the nearest bench and tried to connect to the airport Wi-Fi. Does not work. That is, the Internet seems to be there, but nothing works. Everyone is already tired, everyone is nervous. Alice completely switches to ultrasound.

I pick her up and go with her to “look for the fire station”, while Tanya tries to cope with the declarations. In the end, she buys a SIM card (either $ 20 or $ 25, just a crazy price), contacts our driver, who is already waiting for us, and her husband to fill out the ill-fated declaration for us. And if they did it online, there wouldn't be this heap of problems.

Finally, everything is ready, Tanya is going to fetch the luggage, I am playing with Alice. We happily leave the airport, take pictures at the exit in the Garden of Eden. The airport is called Ngurah Rai. Is it really paradise? )

We are met by the driver, whom we ordered through booking. com. Very comfortably. Payment in advance. And now we are going in the elevator and get to the car. We are loading. I abstractedly think - "what a big car, and I was worried where my suitcase would fit ... " And suddenly I realize - I forgot to pick up my suitcase ! !

Have you ever had one? This is mind-boggling! And what to do?

We leave all things in the car, we ask the driver to wait. I take pictures of the car and all the turns, so as not to lose it. And we go back to the airport.

I don't know if anyone has had this experience, but I'm sure I'm not the only one. What to do if you left, and the luggage was left inside the airport? Of course, you need to come back. That's just to return to the arrivals area is almost impossible. The only way to get there is only when accompanied by guards. To do this, you need to find their office and tell this fun story to their boss. How he laughed! Either he has such forgetful packs, or I'm really exclusive)

We walked for a very long time, passing inspections along the way. Our security guard was also being searched. The child was already asleep and we had to pass her from hand to hand, folding the stroller to drive her through the x-ray machine. Everything is so serious in airports.

When, finally, we approached the tape, naturally my suitcase was no longer there. The guard sent us to the window of the forgotten-lost luggage, but they did not understand what we wanted. “You didn’t lose anything, look in the hall, here are all the suitcases that no one took away. ” We look back. Yes, I'm not the only one. In addition to my little one, someone else's two large suitcases are missing. We grabbed ours and ran to the car. In general, everything went well, albeit for a long time.

It's surprisingly easy to find our car. On the way, it turns out that we have to pay extra for double the wait. The pre-order was 100 thousand rupees, and the surcharge was 80. Considering that we were offered a transfer from the hotel for 300, this is still nothing) 100.000 Indonesian rupiah is 250 UAH or about $ 7. That is, the trip cost us $ 12. Almost for as much as I traveled from Kiev to Budapest, as you remember)

When we arrived at the hotel, it was already 3 am.

We were met, dragged all our numerous luggage to the room. The hotel is good! But Tanya doesn't like it. And Alice's ears hurt (

Sanur.

Bumi Ayu Bungalow Sanur.

Rp 2 29.000 for 4 nights. This is $154, which is about $40 per night, which is not cheap for Bali.

I love such heavenly places.

The territory is large, very beautiful, all so Balinese-Balinese.

A small bungalow with a terrace, two beds - one single, one double. The bathroom is large but a little tired. There is little light in the room, this is a common story in Asia, and here the thickets in front of the terrace block out the light. But I like these thickets more than light)

Two wonderful breakfasts included. Child breakfast for money.

Alice's ears hurt. She's not up to breakfast. He is naughty, screams, does not want to eat, wants to watch turtles, only they distract him.

I don't like turtles, they are small and dirty.

Until the evening we are at the hotel, trying to distract the child with a pool. And heal her ears.

In the evening we go to the sea.

The sea at low tide. Alice squishes a little near the shore. The sea is not very similar to the sea. Although, I did not expect anything special from Sanur, but when the tide is in, the picture should be better.

At some point, the daughter complains that her head is very dizzy. But Alice and I did not feel anything in the water. It turned out later that it was an earthquake and quite noticeable.

Everything in the hotel rattled and people were taken out of the premises. Earthquakes are frequent in Bali. Indonesia shakes almost daily. Not all tremors reach Bali, but the last tangible one was on April 14th. That's probably why they don't build tall buildings there.

We walk along the beach until sunset.

In general, a lousy beach)

There are more beautiful places in Sanur, but we didn't go to the beach there anymore. In fact, we stopped in Sanur to be closer to Denpasar while Tanya was doing the paperwork. This place is considered friendly to children. There are sidewalks where you can drive a stroller, there are walking and cycling paths along the sea. And very beautiful beach clubs with playgrounds. In addition, the climate here is pleasant.

But, do not forget that Bali, like all islands in the ocean, has its own tide regime.

Just download the Tides app and you will swim in full water)

And in the morning we went to the most luxurious beach of Bali - Melasti.

When we were in Bali last time, this beach didn't exist yet. And now it's just carved into the rocks.

We got ready for a long time, had breakfast for a long time, drove for a long time and arrived almost at 10 o'clock in the morning.

The sun is high, it bakes mercilessly. We have a stroller, it does not go through the sand. We leave it in the bike park. And we know that we would have to walk a little along the beach to find a more or less deserted place, but we only have enough strength to reach the second sector. I really want to swim!

Sunbeds are paid, but I don't remember how much)

And of course, a lot of local children came to where we lay down)

There are fewer people on the right and on the left.

But, the beds cannot be changed. Or rather, you can, but for a fee)

Water is amazing! At that time, Alice did not swim on her own at that time, and we take turns helping her. We swim in swimsuits with sleeves and caps. The first day under such a scorching sun is very dangerous for the skin. But, soon the clothes stop saving us. It gets so hot that the umbrella is smoking)

At about 12 o'clock we start thinking about where to hide from the sun and have lunch at the same time. Let's go to the nearest beach club.

There is a shadow, Alice likes the swing. Tanya sits at a table, closer to the sea, and my granddaughter and I look around.

Sunbeds are not a success. Well, what if the umbrellas don't even cover them? Very hot!

It turned out that if we just want to eat, then this can only be done in the scorching sun. And if we want to sit at that table, in the shade, then we need to pay a deposit. I don't remember now how much, but either 100 or 200 dollars. Of course, the amount is ugly, considering that we do not drink alcohol and we will never eat so much until the very evening)

And so beautiful, of course)

This is the most beautiful beach I have ever seen in Bali. It's a pity that we only stayed there for two hours.

To be continued)