I had a hard time waking Nana and we finally got out of the room at 7am. We jogged on the pavement along the beach and there were so many other people jogging/ walking. We decided to jog on the beach instead. The tide was rising but the beach still stretches far out. There were so many people making use of the milder waves to learn to surf.
We jogged for 2km before turning back. Even after 2km, the beach still stretches a long way out.
The way back was more tiring as there was wind resistance and I kept bumping into Nana while jogging on the gentle incline beach. Nana suggested to pause and rest at the 3.4km mark but there was only so little left. We motivated each other and jogged the remaining 600m on the easier pavement and completed our 4km one and only jog in Bali. Nana said that she almost died and really looked like it. Lol.
The jog was rewarded with bfast - our last bfast of the trip. We started earlier while waiting for Auntie S and the kids to join us. The kids wanted to go back to the beach even though we only had an hour to spare. Auntie S and the kids chose to chill in the room.
On the way to the beach, we stopped by a stall selling clothes. The T-shirts were at IDR50k a piece while the sleeveless at IDR40k. This was before bargaining and we didn’t bargain. No wonder the aunties were so happy to close the sales with us 2 nights before. It is ok, we need to contribute and boost the Bali economy.
The kids happily jumped waves.
I realised that seashells picking is actually very therapeutic. These seashells were waiting for Nana to pick out the ones that she wanted and the rest would stay on the Bali beach, till the next seashell picker.
Nana’s collection after 3 days on Kuta beach.
I hope it isn’t illegal to bring seashells out of Bali or into Singapore. Goodbye Kuta beach.
I did packing up while the kids showered. I was happy with the amount of old clothing that we left behind/ discarded but how come our bags still felt so heavy. Hmmm…
The night before, the hotel staff said that we should leave at 11am and would be still comfortable for the 2pm flight. We took heed and met at the lobby at 11am. Daddy Lim and Nana even hopped down to the Rock Shop in the last 20 mins.
At the lobby, another staff said that we should hurry for the 2pm flight bcos of the traffic. What? Auntie S’ grab came 1st. Ours was on its heel but missed the turn and I had to cancel and book again. My heart started racing as we waited for the car. When we finally got into the grab, there were parts of the road where the traffic was so bad and at a standstill. I was seriously considering if we should take 4 motorbikes to the airport. Eventually we didn’t and the driver sped up for us, breaking some traffic rules along the way. We arrived at 12.15pm and gave him all our change as tips.
Auntie S and kids were a good 10 mins ahead of us. I screenshot and sent everyone their digital boarding pass and asked Auntie S and the kids to proceed 1st. Once we arrived at the airport, I rushed everybody to the immigration. The game doesn’t end until we cleared the immigration.
We did! Phew! It was so stressful. We should have left earlier and be able to breathe better. I felt so stupid. We met up with Auntie S and rushed to the departing gate. The digital boarding pass doesn’t state the boarding time and we were all too anxious to leave the gate to find food.
In the end, we bought expensive sandwiches to munch at the gate and had a lot of time left. Boarding was at 1.50pm and the digital tickets didn’t show our Board Me First privilege. I had to log in to my Krisflyer account to print screen my Krisflyer silver status, in case the staff checked. Bcos ours were digital tickets, the staff didn’t check and allowed us to board.
This round, only Daddy Lim got the exit row. We sat behind him and Auntie S and kids behind us.
A young Indian couple boarded and sat beside Daddy Lim. The moment they sat down, they tested the amount of decline the seats gave. I asked that they not decline the seat fully given that it was a day flight. I don’t know why I suddenly had that Karen attitude, maybe bcos I was in a foul mood from rushing to the airport and it was the end of our holiday. Lol. Anyway, the couple agreed.
We didn’t pre-order food. Zaky said that it wasn’t needed but changed his mind while on the plane.
The rest of the flight was uneventful. I napped, read and played games. We eventually touched down and had dinner at the airport before grabbing home.
Daddy Lim went to pick Mochi while I unpacked. Nana offered to help but I think I would be more effective on my own. Mochi came back and started meowing. I had expected that; he did that the last time too, which is a sign of stress or anxiety. He would meow to want to get into a particular room, then meow to want to get out soon after. When we all went to bed, he was meowing so much that Daddy Lim woke up in the night to allow him into our room and kept the door opened for him. He was happy for a while with the extra attention.
This morning at 6am, he started meowing for food. He is even more punctual than my alarm clock. He was happy with food and when we all got up and about with our day, he was snoozing to catch up on his sleep.
The last time he went to the sitterls place. He came back and didn’t poo for 2 days. On the 3rd day, I was about to send him to the vet when he finally pooped. I had been watching his litter box since morning and was so relived when he pooped this evening. Lol. What a reason to be happy.
With that, it marked the end of our June 2025 Bali holiday. We enjoyed the holiday very much. Auntie S and the kids provided us with great companionship. HardRock Hotel didn’t disappoint us too. Our only struggle was the bad traffic. We were all reluctant to come home, particularly when school and work start on Monday. Still, all good things come to an end. It is time for us to keep our eyes on the next holiday. Hoho.
Mummy Lim
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