Padang - Bungus beach

Hujan lagi...

The surf course is now over. The last too days of the course I spent trying to catch bigger waves with mediocre success. We finished the course off by having one last lunch together, after witch our teacher flew back to Kuala Lumpur and we headed back to our hostel. The course was unforgettable, but really exhausting. The rest of the day we nibbled on chips and candies and watched surf-movies.

I invested in my own rashie and a leash so that in case I find a beach with good waves I can just rent a board and enjoy the surf. We decided that currently for me the best kind of a board is mini-mal, meaning a short (7'2 - 8') malibu board with rounded nose and tail.

Padang is a nice city, but there isn't too much to do there. So on Sunday morning we took a taxi that drove us 30 kilometers south to Bungus beach, a small fisher town that is located between a busy road and beautiful beach.

View from my room

We were planning on catching a boat and going to hang out on a deserted island for a couple of days, but it's been raining the past two days so it seems that the plan must be canceled. As my flight to Ambon jets off in two days, I'm practically forced to hang out here and wait for the plain. If the sun decides to show itself I'm interested in driving to the nearby waterfalls and to check out a living bridge that's made out of roots and vines.

View at night

That's about it. Living here costs 60 000 per night, in a small basic room with mandi and a small toilet. The terrace is facing the beach but the road behind makes enjoying the idyllic view a bit more challenging. A meal comes with about 20 000, so one day of doing nothing costs maybe 10 euros.

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Local kids enjoying the nearby waterfall

More kids (showing off)

Surrounding rice-fields