It’s certainly not Serangan. Your correspondent popped down the road early this morning, figuring at low tide with reef exposed the surf schools would not be flocking and frolicking. True, but there were already twenty on the one peak that was working best, with more cars and bikes rocking up by the minute. Veni, vidi, non vici: I came, I saw, I did not conquer. Nope, I turned right around.
Bali Wave Ghost is the title of a novel-in-progress by a friend, artist Stephen Black. You can check out an excerpt here.