Just off the southeast of Bali is a little island called Nusa Penida and off Nusa Penida is the even littler island of Nusa Lembongan. This littler island was my next stop. It was an idyllic little place blessed with lots of sunshine and blue, blue sea while I was there.
Every morning we’d go out diving and the water was always clear and blue, as was invariably the sky.
We dived mainly along the sheltered west-facing side of Nusa Penida, which meant that most times upon surfacing, the majestic Gunung Agung rose from the horizon. It was lovely to see this familiar site accompany me on my Bali sojourn.
Sometimes on coming back from diving, we passed surfers catching the waves. I made friends with an Australian couple there. The wife dived most days while the husband surfed.
It was very relaxed diving compared to Tulamben. We did two dives a day compared to the hectic four previously. It gave me time to chill out on the beach, watching the occasional parasurfer go by.
There were lots of pretty villas along the main stretch, hugging the hill round its curves.
I stayed at Pondok Baruna, almost at the far end. It set in a beautiful traditional Balinese garden, a perfect place to unwind after a hard day’s dive.
From here I could observe the goings on at sundown, the locals taking in their boats…
… and the sun starting to send streaks of orange-pink across the sky.
Every evening there was a spectacular sunset…
… where the flaming ball of fire reflected itself on the calm sea…
… and finally extinguished itself in the water.