Lovely Lombok

Lombok on the other hand was kind of refreshing. Imagine laying in bed happily snoozing and then tick, tick, tick… the clock strikes 4.45am and the call to pray rings out across town waking all but the deaf. Despite being woken up at what felt like an ungodly hour at the time, I felt refreshed after the dinginess of Bali. I managed to get back to sleep after the Call to Prayer finished about 5.30am and get enough sleep to give me energy for the rest of the day. I visited a coffee shop and art gallery start up business and gave some advice to those running it then toured the island including an amazing “batik” art gallery, secluded beach, mountainous region and missed the beach sunset by about 10 seconds. The place was remote enough to feel unexploited, yet populated and developed enough to feel cosy. Unlike Bali, Lombok is a place I would go back to.