Me and Jack in Lembongan
Toni took me down to get the train, now I was beginning to realise I was no longer mobile. I had it all worked out though, stay on the train till I get to Vulture Street Station, come out the station, turn right down Vulture Street, walk for about a kilometre, Brisbane Backpackers on the right, easy… The first mistake was getting off at Central, couldn’t find a Vulture Street…Should have gone one more…looked at the train map in the station, no Vulture St. They changed the name to South Bank without informing the internet, so of course the internet didn’t inform me. Anyway I got to South Bank walked out the station, where the F… is Vulture St? Cities can be a challenge when you don’t know them, I got to where I was going eventually, as always and got settled in. Rang my old mate Jim who I went to school with all those years ago and arranged a meet a few days later, to have a drink and a catch up, I had already arranged my ticket to Bali, that was easy but America was a different matter. I needed a return ticket but I wasn’t returning, I had 3 months but wanted to stay 6, in the end I had to buy a ticket from New York to London for the end of the three months which I will need to change, at an exorbitant price, at a later date and after 3 months will have to go somewhere for a holiday to get another 3 months. Oh! the trials and tribulations of the jet setter!
It was great to catch up with Jim and his family and I ended up staying at their place, before shooting off to see ma boy. After emailing my Brother Pete for something, I also discovered he was going to be in Bali that week, I was obviously meant to be going west for a spell. I’d hummed and har’d about whether I should be so extravagant but seeing Jack in Lembongan, getting on with the local boys so well and the welcome I got from him, made it all worthwhile. Then when I saw Pete in Bali and he said keep it hush, coz Julie doesn’t know yet but we are going to renew our wedding vows tonight, well some things are just meant to be. I also got to see my old mate Oka at his home, Legian Inn, who I didn’t think I’d be seeing for a long time, so all in all a good decision.
I got back to Brisbane after 10 days. Next stop Fiji.
I am…. THE LONESOME TRAVELLER….travelling west on this occasion….BE HAPPY!