I’m starting to think about Camp Mom 2015 and could use your help. This trip is a homecoming of sorts; I had the opportunity to live in Beijing and Bangkok pre-kids but haven’t been across the Pacific since before Deal Kid was born in 2003. The first 2 weeks are blacked out for Japan and the last 4 days for Hong Kong so I’m working with about 10 days open with the kids for some beach time.
I went to my old friend Twitter and asked for suggestions for 10 days in Asia with the Deal Kids. Time and time again came up one place: Bali.
To which I shuddered and responded: “No, absolutely not Bali!”
Allow me to explain. I spent a week in Bali in the fall of 1997 (economics history fans already know where this is going). While it was a physically lovely country with really lovely people, 2 features of the trip stand out to this day:
- Witnessing firsthand what happens to a society when your money loses 30% of it’s value in a week and
- R.O.U.S.. I know I’m not alone on this as “rats in Bali” on Google brings people to my blog at least once a day.
I also have a story to share about arrival at Depensar airport. By this time I was pretty used to the Asian squat porcelain toilets so wasn’t shocked to see one in my stall. What I couldn’t find was a way to flush it. Looking around, I spotted a pull-chain dangling from the ceiling and thought “this must be it”. NOTE: if you EVER see a pull-chain you can’t verify, DO NOT PULL IT. I learned very quickly this specific pull-chain operated the (heretofore unseen) shower.
But no one has seen rats at the Grand Hyatt and the Rupiah seems fairly stable for now. Is it such an amazing place that I’m doing myself a disservice not to return? Or should I let the Bali ship sail and set out for another amazing Asian beach? Please let me know your thoughts in the comments.
(And please don’t mention Ko Samui. Been there, loved it, but it’s the Vendome of South East Asia.)