14 May 2014 (Wednesday)
I woke up early as usual. I had only a few hours before leaving for the airport to fly to Kuala Lumpur, for my next flight to Hanoi the following morning. I decided to have breakfast before walking to Sanur beach to see what it has to offer.
Worse than Tuban, there was no warung everywhere I walked. I could not find breakfast. The space in front of Pasar Tradisional Desar Sanur, where I had dinner the previous night, had become a motorcycle parking lot.
The shopping which I had hoped to do before departing Bali did not materialise. The shops had not opened for business, even when I left Sanur at 9:00 a.m. for the airport. I was not able to buy the shadow puppet for Hong Anh.
I woke up early as usual. I had only a few hours before leaving for the airport to fly to Kuala Lumpur, for my next flight to Hanoi the following morning. I decided to have breakfast before walking to Sanur beach to see what it has to offer.
Worse than Tuban, there was no warung everywhere I walked. I could not find breakfast. The space in front of Pasar Tradisional Desar Sanur, where I had dinner the previous night, had become a motorcycle parking lot.
The shopping which I had hoped to do before departing Bali did not materialise. The shops had not opened for business, even when I left Sanur at 9:00 a.m. for the airport. I was not able to buy the shadow puppet for Hong Anh.
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