Scoopy. I’d never come across a machine called “Scoopy”, let alone ridden one. Honda, Kawasaki, even Jawa – I’d heard of those but “Scoopy”? Nah. It turns out that this is a popular brand of scooter here in Bali and we’ve hired one for the rest of the week. And, yes, we’ve both had a go, without becoming asphalt paste!
Rain. I love tropical rain, especially when you’re at the beach and it’s 34 degrees celsius and you have a means of getting back to the hotel fairly painlessly.
This Balinese rain is something completely different. It’s like the heavens have decided to throw buckets of water at us at a rate of 20 buckets/second, with no letting up. Yes, it’s warm but we found out the hard way that the local Ubud cabbies don’t venture out in the rain past 8 pm. I tried Googling “Uber Ubud” to no avail (meh).