Move. Get out the way.

I had never driven a scooter before going to Bali. And even though this was one of the most fun experiences for me while on the island, I probably terrified everyone on the roadways of Indonesia enough to get demoted to “glorified passenger” for all future rides. Don’t worry – no one was seriously injured on our scooter day. I may have bumped into a truck just a teeny little bit on one occasion. And there’s a chance that I passed another car close enough for it to brush my camera bag. And thank god I didn’t hit the lady scooting around with her kid coming around the corner. My toe took a nasty stub for it, and I got away with only being only a mildly embarrassed tourist.

We scooted our way south of Kuta and to Uluwatu. This was yet another trip that showed us just how much more beautiful Bali is outside of Kuta.

We dined at Single Fin, a restaurant perched high on a cliff overlooking the beach and tsunami-like waves that the very experienced surfers were able to take on.

Single Fin Restaurant 

Seafood curry and pyramid shaped rice

After trying to sneak into a very classy looking hotel to go into the pool, getting noticed and kicked out within about 5 minutes, going in the ocean and wading around in the shallow water, and then finally realizing how ridiculous of a farmer’s tan I’d achieved on my legs from riding on the scooter in jean shorts, we decided it had been a pretty eventful day and rolled back to Kuta on our rental scooters.