Another day another bike ride. We may be loving the bikes but we know our limitations and have explored in bite size chunks. Although Sanur is quite flat, we probably would be fine to ride for hours, we’re no Tour de France endurance riders. It makes us think what do they do to prepare their butts for the time they spend sitting in the seats?

Opting to explore further the other direction, and in hunt of a good coffee. We’ve been here for 3 days now and I’ve yet to enjoy a morning coffee. So we head off, and I’m keen to stop at a little hut which houses a bunch of baby turtles. It was sectioned off when we’d passed it before but today we’re in luck. We are able to get up close and hear from a volunteer who tells us the story of how they find the nests and keep them safe from the many dogs found around the area by creating a fence around it.
We also notice there are 2 adult turtles in with the 400 babies.
The volunteer tells us both were rescued from fishing nets. One was found by a friend of his who remembered he volunteered and asked if he could take it. He tells us they’re just holding them to make sure they’re healthy and not stressed before they release them.

We love watching the baby turtles line up for their turn to enjoy the water flowing from a pipe. You can tell it’s super fun for them as they’re shot across the enclosure.

It’s just so cute to watch them. I couldn’t help myself but ask if it would be okay to hold a baby turtle. It’s been on my bucket list to do this in Bali and I finally get my chance. The volunteer asks me to wash my hands so I do transfer any oils that might hurt it. I excitedly oblige and am absolutely chuffed to see a cute turtle bubba up close.

What a cool experience that was. We head up a bit further and find a cool spot to stop for breakfast and a coffee before heading off for our ride home

Completely overwhelmed by our turtle encounter we happily arrive back at the villa for a dip and a relax. The music goes on again and Matthew has been enjoying reading while wading in the pool. What a cutie.
I decided it was time to indulge in a massage. And order a scooter for my journey. A whole 75c it cost me. It’s always so interesting to me the gratitude Balinese show for tips. Now I always tip in Bali but paying my driver a whole $1 was met with a big smile from him.
The massage is amazing as always and as I walk out I see a familiar face. I see a friend who’s here from the Central Coast. I’d seen a few days earlier they’d posted on Facebook they were in Sanur but that doesn’t always mean you’re going to bump into each other. We chat for a bit and say our farewells.
The afternoon relaxation has made us hungry. It’s amazing how doing nothing gives you such an appetite.
We’ve made plans to head to the spot we’d seen last night and arrived at just the right time as the people really started to pile in and filled up in no time.
It’s so beautiful and gorgeously decorated, in such an ingenious way. The light shades are made from repurposed wore fan frames with lichen moss.

Not really being able to decide what to eat, I ask the waiter what his favourite was. He points to a local dish and he asks me if I like spicy. Of course! Although as he walked away I was slightly nervous, as what the Balinese consider spicy can pack more of a punch.
The menu is vast and as we look over to the kitchen it’s so tiny. I’m wondering how they have so many delicious items produced with that kind of kitchen to work with.
My dish was amazing and not terribly spicy as Matthew enjoyed some ribs. I was planning on having a few glasses of wine, but was told “sorry the wine is not ready”. I’m still not sure what they meant, so after a Lomg Island Iced Tea, we pay and head home to prepare for a day in the kitchen.