Jimbaran Beach, Bali, Indonesia
Jimbaran or Jimmy Baran Bay as I call it, is a fairly quiet fishing village south of Kuta on the Isle of Bali. It lies only about a kilometre or so beyond Bali’s international airport, but you’d never know this unless you kept your eyes peeled. The surf washes away all of the bad sounds. Each morning after breakfast, Elenka and I do an hour or so beach walk, followed by an hour or so of soaking in the sea. By mid-morning temperatures can hit a steamy 35C. But by late afternoon, that all changes. As the sun begins to set a gentle breeze comes in off the sea to soothe us through our seafood dinner at a table on the beach.
South Bali has become a hotspot for Russians. I’ve started to wonder if the hotel we’re staying at just off Jimbaran Beach may be a KGB compound. Sometimes Russians are easy to spot, sometimes they conceal it quite well. So I’ve created my own litmus test:
- Do they have at least one bottle of large beer in hand at the breakfast table?
- Do they ignore you when you greet them with a smile or kind words?
- Do their hand-held Google devices resemble a child’s colourful toy?
If the answer is ‘yes’ to two or more of these questions, they’re probably Russians.
My findings may or may not relate to the frightening, non-fiction book I’m currently reading: “The Spy and the Traitor: The Greatest Espionage Story of the Cold War” by Ben Macintyre.
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Stay tuned for upcoming adventures of Captain Magno.
Valerie
2020-03-03
Bali is such a magical place . Your photos are ebautiful
dpbaril
2020-03-03
You seem to have time traveled — the date on your entry is Thu April 2nd. Did you run into a leap month down there?