
I have safely arrived in Bali after a pretty arduous 35 hours of travel. The first snafu occurred when I was dropped off at LAX and went to the ticket agent and was not in the computer to check in for the flight. After insisting that I was going to Tokyo that day, I pull out a copy of my itinerary and find out that I was a day late for my flight. The mistake was made because I glanced over the ticket too fast and saw that I arrived in Tokyo on the 29th...thinking that I was also leaving on the 29th as well. I guess I forgot about a thing called the international date line and forgot that I lost 14 hours of my life once I crossed it. Luckily, after a $100 fee, I was back on track--only a day later. I am glad it did, because I was without a cell phone and being stranded at LAX did seem like a good time after a whole summer of anticipation of leaving.
I really don't feel like writing about the air travel because there is nothing interesting to talk about sitting in an airplane for 12 hours and being miserable. The one observation I would like to share is that they feed people entirely too much for how little calories that they burn while sitting in the air. I was offered over 5 meals in all of my travel, none of which were of note.
I am still getting acclimated to the area and the time change. The Internet here is also pretty spotty so I will try to post 3 times a week. I went to a few of the restaurants with Karen over the past few days and have met some of the locals. I start cooking next week and I am very excited to get in the kitchen and start learning!
The picture is of a town called Ubud, which is a very hip tourist location in the middle of the island. It is where 3 of the restaurants are located. My next entry will be a write up on Cinta Grill and how I will be starting at that location.