in a room filled with lust and feigned passion, there was a wave of bodies pulsating in time to music. no one spoke a word of sincerity yet a gentle brush of hands and light kisses made someone’s world complete for the night. no one was there to philosophise the dancefloor, nor anyone in particular. we were rockin’ the night silly in our cheap slippers and bedroom outfits.
Day 3
Was supposed to dine @ chandi’s for some hearty american breakfast but my laziness ruined the greater morning plans and as soon as i drew my curtains to the late morning’s sun, we were off to kuta beach for some beginner surfing lessons.
it sure was one hell of an experience. i never knew how scary it was to see a wave of water crushing right on top of u, and roll underwater like a circus sealion.
but the night made up for anything and everything else in this world. the clubbing scene in kuta was completely different from the scene back home. one night in sky garden costs me nothing to have fun.
i had a free entry pass, a vip pass that comes along with the entitlement of freeflow alcohol for an hour , a crowded dancefloor with really pretty people(girls without make up, boys like ken) and a perfect bar lounge under the balinese sky.
now clubbing in spore looks like a total joke. sighs