“Yes. Would you like to see it on my phone?”
“No, that’s OK.” *STAMP*
I tried to bargain for my next journey, as I now realized that I shouldn’t pay more than 30,000 IDR for this ride. After a bid of 50,000, I got the price down to 40,000 (I’m still learning this bartering thing) and climbed into the bus. What a ride it was! The things we drove on loosely resembled roads, passing around blind curves was standard practice, and the holes were unreal.
Next post: Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia – it’s awful.