The 4th day of the trip meant I had to move to the popular Gili Islands, a part of the Lombok archipelago. First up was Gili Trawangan, an island that took me back in time, literally. No cars, no automobiles, this small island can be easily explored on a bicycle or pony cart in a mere 45-60 minutes.
So the day did not near the end the way it started. With a bowl full of local passionfruit Gelato and a walk at the moonlit beach (not to forget the fireworks because of 4th of July, Thanks America), I decided to make my way back to the hotel. Just then, an absolute adrenaline junkie waved towards me, inviting me to the beach side night club, full of fellow young people. I took my chances and accepted the invitation. Five minutes later, I was playing some sort of ping pong beer game on one of the tables with Canadians, Americans and Mexicans. That's the thing about Bali, people let themselves lose in such a way, they let others in too, even if briefly, which was just about the time I needed to make more friends on this fantastic island's first night.
When on travel, one needs to bring an open mind, cause you never know; magic may just be waiting to happen. The next day was well spent, exploring the island and meeting an amazing American girl, Sara, who not only helped me learn more about a traveler's life but also struck a chord with me as a solo woman tourist.
And then I met Ben, from Australia. It's no secret that Bali is flooded with Australian tourists all year round; what's an even bigger public knowledge is the fact that you may not always find the best of friends in them, whether they are traveling solo or with partners/friends. Thankfully, for me, Ben turned out to be an extremely gentleman kind, with whom I spent the next two days exploring and traveling to the most secluded of islands on the Lombok archipelago, Gili Meno.