The Soaked Survivors
/Yesterday we were able to get on a fast boat back to Bali, though the company informed us we'd be going to a completely different dock because of weather. We didn't care, so long as we could get off the Gilis. So at noon, we shoved our way onto a boat and pushed our way to the top deck. On our ride to the Gilis, we had been in the seats on the lower level, and with small windows the crashing and swaying felt intense. We decided the covered, open air deck would give us a nice breeze (and we'd be the first to see land).
About 20 other people had the same idea, and as we set for our three hour ride, the guys running the boat put on club music, started selling beers, and it seems liked like a sunny, good time. People were up dancing and everyone was smiling.
Jay and I sat next to older German couples, who had also gotten stuck on the Gilis. Their boat had needed maintenance the day before, so they'd decided to wait a day and rebook with a different company. Apparently the boat they avoided had been overloaded, a lady fell overboard, and people were throwing up because of the chop. We felt lucky to be on our fun boat, wind in our hair.
It started with gentle sprays of water, misting our faces. And before we could even register, waves of water were spraying onto the boat. We were all soaked in minutes, and remained that way for the final two hours of the trip. The guys running the boat seemed unphased, and danced on.
All we could do was laugh and I kept thinking, "I've never done this before." We showed up at the dock soaked and shivering, all passengers smiling at each other and making remarks of survivors. We are glad to be back to Uluwatu, thankful for our beautiful time on the Gilis and taking in our last week before our final days in Lembongan.