11/30/98: Just half-a-day more in Denpasar… Ruth went out for a walk around town and was groped by some street vendor selling something or other… I went looking for the guy, but he was long-gone… This place is so filled with young backpacker tourists from Europe and Australia who are out sowing their proverbial wild oats, that the locals seem to have completely adapted an atmosphere of drunkenness, debauchery and licentious behavior… Can’t wait to move on from Denpasar and Kuta. We won’t be coming back here… Checked out and caught our bus… I got stuck next to a large Indonesian woman who didn’t know the meaning of personal space… The bus boarded a ferry to cross over to the island of Java, and then we tried to sleep for the rest of the ride to Malang…
NOTE: The photo above shows a rocky alcove near Kuta Beach on the island of Bali.