Makes me reminisce about Bali, before there were shops, or even roads. When Legian was pretty much all just lean-to corrugated iron markets for as far as your eye could see. I'm 6ft 2 and could stand on my tip toes with my eyes above the roof line of the markets, you would wind your way thru the maze of markets, turn a corner and bang, you were on the beach, was an amazing place back then. People sitting carving, cross legged on corners, making amazing little sculptures, that's over 20 years ago now

The first year we went, in the late 80's, I was about 15, we'd ride from Kuta to Legian with the locals, on our motorbikes along the beach, the last time I went I nearly got shot by a cop with a machine gun for going the wrong way up a one way street on my way to Uluwatu, ah how times change

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