I'M LOST AND THE GAY SAVES US
This posting is only based on my experince, and it is not the public
opinion. I apologize if there is an error information of it.
you've got the big mistakes of your decision' Actually i had been experiencing this funny experience a month ago in
denpasar - Bali, but i had no any opportunity to share this funy story
since i had many busy time, and my home work were many, look a heap of
paper on my desk, better late than nothing, isn't it? Well, get back
to the main story i want share with you, when i held little party to
kuta beach at n8, it was 8. Pm exactly i was going thru kuta with my
friend by motor cyle from denpasar, you know i my self and my friend
from timur leste were knowing nothing at all about the direction to
kuta, we just use google maps and a bit information from a friend of
mine in bali, i wrote them at the previous porting, in the road
everything is ok, we drove the motor cyle as we had explored the
island before, yes we did the right thing to reached kuta, fyi
denpasar to kuta takes an hour by motorcyle, it can more faster if you
want, but sometimes the road is breaking down, you can only drive
slowly at this time.
Google maps help us much and we finally got to the kuta beach. In kuta
exactly at 9.pm i met my old friend from malang as i posted at the
previous posting, we shared anything and drunk some beers together
while watching football game at mc.donald resto, we were at a great
moment, we sang a song, we were joking, and we laughed at the top of
our lung, we were breaking free as there was no burden anymore around
us. After having fun for a long time i should get back home to my
boarding house in denpasar, time showed right at 12. Pm, and i said
good bye to my friend, it was the last time i met him since 4 years
ago, and it was my last day in denpasar just because i should go to
java for visiting my grand ma, i know i had been being in ambivalent
sense for all night long at that time, but i was frankly to say i
wanted to stay a week more in denpasar, but my grand ma wanted me get
back soon. She must miss me, so do i.
Even if at the midnight kuta was still crowded, many foreigner and
native were hanging around, many motor cycles strike the narrow road,
i could see sometimes they passed through the sidewalk, and it was
quite annoying for the sidewalkers. I and my friend could hardly sent
the motor out of parking area, you know mio is really big matic motor
or you can call it 'fat fu##ing matic', satpam did the great job, he
could did it easily without any trouble, fyi there was a foreigner
tried to pulled down her motor a side 'i thought a rent motor' and
there was a motor at the same way running from behind and crashed her
suddenly, that was a risk of a crowded trafict. Only 2 thausand rupiah
paid the parking charge to the satpam (i dun know how much the income
for one night? It was really impresive value if only there were one
thausand motor cycles parked at kuta beach), driving slow home to
denpasar, my friend took a control of driving the matic then i just
sit down behind him, firstly we did the right side of the way home,
but finally we were LOST yes we were STRAYED AWAY, we didn't know a way back home again, we knew we had taken the right way at three
junctions but it didn't close the possibility that we had already
taken a wrong way, and you know many boulevard of denpasar are one
way, it means you firmly prohibitted to get back at the same road, oh
my god! It was the first word came out of my mouth, we got a big
mistake and being in horrible side, since no one could be asked
because it was 12.41 pm, you know, i had already searching for the one
who can gave us the information bach home but found nothing, cause i
were in highway, the main highway, what we can do is read the
direction board and following our conviction 'i knew we were driving
at the right way', oh god, finally a browse my google maps and found
that we were already in denpasar, but to reached kesiman is question
mark? Following to the direction that google maps showed and by
reading the sign board in every road we drove on, we got thru to the
town square of gianyar, we stopped there and my friend called his
friend in which taking information about the way back home, what next?
He found useless, his friend also did not know the way to reach
kesiman. Owh huft... We were tired after an hour lost away! We
desperate and we took a rest for a while at town square and tried to
recalled the way back home. I entered the town square, there were many
wood chairs at the edge of the square with beauty flowers and
drewdrops over the green grass, i saw the gorgeous statue of barong
right at the center of four junctions, sound strange, there were many
people sat down at the wood chair, two guys sat down tightly hand in
hand very romantic such a mate, while at the other side on the corner
of the town square there were also many ladies walking hand in hand
very romantic, whassat? I was feeling strange! Afterwards one of the
guy i say came to me and said 'st... Sest..' he said
that way frequently to me just like teasing me, was he gay? A pathetic
moment, i moved backward then asked for my friend to drove the motor,
but we blind of the way home! No other choice i and my friend suit
(ber suit, yang kalah tanya jalan, mumpung ada orang) one, two, three!
I loose! I forced my self to ask where the way to kesiman,
and here was the conversation occured:
Me : mm... Sorry, we lost fromt kuta, we had been straying away for an
hour, would you like to showed me the direction to kesiman from here?
He : ohw just follow this street, go straight on then turn right at
the first three junctions, and just go straight on afterall. Anyway
what were you looking for?
Me : i was looking for my friend's home.
He : you are handsome, (his tounge licking his lips, very disgusting)
Me : gubrak!! Kabur!! While set off the place, sorry i was in hurry, thanks!
You know, i can conclude that the place was for dating of the guy kind
and lesbi kind. I just known that if only i decide to slept away at
the wood chair since it was 1.15 am may be they would rape us, oh no!
I am still virgin hehehe. But from that experience he gave me the
honest answer of the direction and finaly weg get back to the right
way. Thank you mr. Gay :D
Addition:
After retelling this story to my friend who often goes to bali, he gives
me the information that there were many gays and lesbi in bali, and
the center of the gathering date is in the gianyar town square nearby
the meseum of gianyar. As a matter of fact, i was avoided from the hot
water called 'markas gay dan lesbi'.
