Our alarm went off at 8am so we sleepily got up and packed our remaining stuff. We went for our last breakfast but the toaster was broken and there was only one piece of fruit left in the basket. In addition, the place was so crowded that we just decided to make our way to the airport and eat later. We had a slow walk to Little India MRT station and boarded our first train, as we had to make two changes to reach Changi airport. Once we arrived we returned our tourist card to obtain a refund, as we had paid a $10 deposit. We soon realised that Changi airport was on the large side as when we reached the top of the escalator there was a sign that asked us to check that we were in the correct terminal building. We then realised that we didn't even know our flight number! The only thing we did know was that we were flying to Bali with Air Asia at around 12:30pm. Anyway, it was quite simple as the sign listed the different airlines and told you which airline flew from which terminal building, so we soon discovered that Air Asia flew from 'Terminal 1'. However, we had arrived at 'Terminal 2' via the MRT so we had to get a short Skytrain journey to the 'Terminal 1' building. We reached 'Terminal 1' but our check-in desk wasn't open so we went to change our leftover Singapore and Rinngit currency. We were then able to check-in without having to queue! We made our way through security and into the departure lounge which was also massive and undergoing an expansion. Andrew was in desperate need of a Burger King but we couldn't find it anywhere, even with the help of a map! We eventually had to ask a member of staff who pointed us in the right direction. It was only 10:45am but we both ordered a Whopper Meal and watched as the sky turned very grey and let out a vast amount of rain. I couldn't quite finish my Burger King but I still managed to eat a doughnut before we set off walking to our departure gate. However, just as we reached our gate I noticed something flashing next to our flight on the information board. It said there had been a gate change for our flight, but the new gate was over twenty minutes away so we had to walk at a faster speed! We reached our new gate and it was pretty empty so we just sat outside for a while. However, I then realised that it said last call on the information board so we quickly passed through security, who confiscated our sealed bottle of water that we had just bought, and sat in the waiting lounge. We boarded the plane and yet again there were many empty seats so we had a spare seat next to us. It was a very smooth take off, although we were a little late. We saw the Singapore Flyer below as we flew away from Singapore. We were given a free glass of water and a packet of garlic peanuts, which was unexpected as we got nothing on our last Air Asia flight. There was a little turbulence so the seat belt sign was switched on and off throughout the flight. Once we had started to descend we could see quite clearly a volcano out of the window as it poked above the cloud cover. There was also a huge collection of tiny islands sprinkled throughout the sea, surrounded by pale blue sea and white sand. As we got lower and lower we became a little unnerved as we were hovering very close to the sea! However, the airport was situated right by the coast and the runway was even closer to the coast so it felt as though we were about to land in the sea. It was a smooth landing and a pretty painless flight. We got off the plane and onto a shuttle bus to take us to the airport building.
 
We entered the airport building and we were ushered to the left to obtain a visa on arrival . There was a bit of a queue but it moved quite quickly, so once we handed over $50 we had our thirty day visa. We then had to join another queue to pass through immigration, which also moved quite quickly but there was yet another queue. This time it was for customs where we had to hand over a signed declaration and the officer asked whether we had both arrived together and checked that we had nothing to declare. We were eventually free to collect our baggage which had already been taken off the conveyor belt and piled on the floor. We left the airport and utter chaos was present to greet us as the exit was swarming with people. We were also immediately hassled by taxi men and there were only so many times Andrew could say no politely as they followed us down the street. We found a cash point as we needed some Indonesian rupiah. We then had to bite the bullet and get a taxi to Ubud. It wasn't long before a man offered us a taxi service for the grand price of 300,000 rupiah. We had read that the going rate was 200,000 to Ubud so we offered 150,000 . He immediately dropped his offer to 200,000 but we then said 175,000. His final offer was 180,000 which we accepted so he led us to his taxi which turned out to be an unmarked car and so not an official taxi at all! However, he was wearing a uniform that clearly suggested he worked for a legitimate taxi company. Anyway, it was a nice car so we got inside and set off for Ubud which was about an hour away. On the way we drove past lush green rice paddy fields and a street lined with stone carvings that seemed to never end. The "taxi" driver didn't know where 'Sania's House' was located in Ubud but he said he would ask somebody once we arrived in the main village. He pulled over and somebody kindly told us that it was just behind the main street. Andrew handed over a 200,000 rupiah note and the driver did the age old trick of saying he had no other change so we ended up paying 190,000 for the journey in the end. I was not impressed by this turn of event! Anyway, we found 'Sania's House' but the owner looked extremely puzzled when we said we had a booking . He soon disappeared but we could see him talking to another member of staff. He returned and asked us to follow him through what looked like an Indiana Jones film set. It became clear that there had been a double booking so we were taken next door as they had a room available. However, it was 250,000 per night in comparison to the 150,000 we were expecting to pay at Sania's House, so we weren't all that happy! Anyway, the owner said we could have the room for 230,000 and it was very nice so we decided we would stay the night rather than drag our backpack around Ubud in search of a new place. In addition, the owner was so smiley and friendly and genuinely wanted to help us that I couldn't stay angry for very long. He brought us a cup of tea while we sat and rested on our huge veranda. Our room had a wooden four poster bed as well as a single bed. The biggest shock was the bath, as we hadn't had one on our trip!   
 
We started to feel hungry so set off walking down Monkey Forest Road, which was basically the main street in Ubud. We immediately noticed that a lot of the restaurants lining the street seemed a little upmarket and so out of our price range. However, they did look very nicely decorated with soft lighting and mainly offered seafood as a specialty. We reached the end of the road so turned back and decided to see what the side streets had to offer. We soon came across a cheap Chinese restaurant selling dishes for under a pound. We ordered three different dishes of food and a large bottle of Bintang beer. We returned to our room and sat on our veranda drinking Bintang for the rest of the evening. We were finally happy to have a reasonably priced beer that tasted nice!