arghhh something just bit me!
Pulau Weh Travel Blog› entry 15 of 96 › view all entries
We got into Banda Ache at around 7am and it was clear to me that this place had been completely decimated by the Tsunami and that after years of attrocities that happened to the locals by the Indonesian army.
The city itself was fucked,they had a long way to go before the local infrastructure could rebuild accordingly,what a shame as all the locals we met in our brief time seemed very happy and kind.Not what the foreign office would tell you I bet.
We decided to go with the only taxi driver who offered us a fair price,he stood there whilst all the others named these farcical prices to us and just gave us a fair price.I don’t mind paying for things aslong as they are fair,and although I am aware haggling is part of life here I think it breeds conmen and cheats.
Our driver took us to the airport to arrange tickets to Bali with Lion Air who turned out to be a complete fucking joke of an airline and company with no idea how to run a service,so we just headed to the ferry dock to Pulau Weh.
We got to Pulau Weh and were forced to pay a ridiculous amount to get to one of the two small beaches really available on the island.We went to the first one and had a look at all the accomodation which ranged from shit to awful. Someone recommended me one but that was full so we took somewhere else.As I went to wash in the communal mandi I saw the water to wash with was disgusting, so I didn’t wash, then I went back to the bungalow and found Stacey on the verge of screaming.It seems when she was lying in the hammock a scorpion had ran across her.This place was shit,so we headed for the next beach.
We found some better accomodation and had a stroll round the beach,the water was like a swimming pool but the beach and surrounding area more like a bin, not surprisingly the first place in Indonesia resembling a bin, if only the government educated locals in recycling and provided some sort of rubbish disposal.
After deciding not to stay any longer than another night seeing as we weren’t diving,we decided to relax on the beach and I would try worthwile snorkeling for the first time.
We spent around an hour swimming around and saw some cool fish like angelfish , blennys etc. I even saw these beautiful little fish with amazing colouring and a conical shaped mouth(I would later find out this was a triggerfish).
I swam following a few triggerfish which were only a few inches long but at a safe distance as not to spook them.Then I was swimming along looking down when I felt something flick my leg.Stacey not looking where she is kicking I bet.
That was when my heart sank and my brain started playing tricks on me.It was saying to me ‘ What the fuck was that james ? If it wasn’t Stacey kicking you then what the fuck was it? You know what it was,some sort of poisonous fish that you don’t know about and within seconds you going to be dead. Or some sort of shark maybe,tasting to see if you taste nice ‘. It took me a lot of courage to look underwater , it was a half moon triggerfish,no more than 8 inches long,squaring up top me. It went for a few times before my frantic splashing and screaming scared it off.I had to swim back to shallow water to get my breath back.I looked at my leg to see a speck of blood.My first encounter with a monster of the deep.
Then I called it a day on the snorkeling and sat relaxing getting ready for the day tomorrow,more overnight bus travel and ferries.Yay!!