We found a spot right next to the stretch of beach reserved for Bali Hyatt guests, and even though we could not use the lounge chairs or get served fancy cocktails on the beach, it was still lovely.
We quickly discovered that this Bali beach was in no way a match for the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The beach had a very steep slope down to the water, with trash at the ocean's edge and sea grass literally everywhere in the water. The only up was that the water temperature was very nice and refreshing.
We had a late lunch at an amazing beachside cafe aptly named La Playa, where we enjoyed drinks at a much better price than in Ubud. Our food was wonderful, and was only tainted by the fact that there was some sort of animal in the tree above us eating the tree's fruit and then hurdling the leftovers down at us.
The rest of the afternoon was spent either lounging on the beach or walking on the brick boardwalk that spanned the length of the beach. It was an interesting walk, because if you look to the right, you see normal beach an ocean. Look to the left, and everything is pools and resorts and real estate. It was very surreal.
When the sun started to set, we decided to call it a day and try and navigate our way back. We made it, with only limited cursing on Stacen's part about how all Indonesian drivers must have death wishes.
Lucy lounges in the sun.
The Hyatt guests right next to us.




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