After finishing up in Jakarta on Friday, I headed out to Bali for a few days of diving. I went straight to Tulamben on the northeast coast, largely avoiding the endless parade of hookers, aggressive sunglass salesmen, and suicide bombers that is Kuta.

I'm sorry that I don't have any photos of harlequin shrimp, the wreck of the USS Liberty, the bumphead parrotfish the size of a Volkswagen, or any of the other stuff I saw on my dives, but I refuse to pay $60/day to rent an underwater camera.

What you've heard is true: Bali doesn't suck.

Bali, not sucking.

Rob vs. the volcano.

The black volcanic sand in Tulamben.

In Bali, even the Buddha hangs out by the pool.

Sunrise over the Lombok Strait.

I'm in the airport lounge in Denpasar now, about to begin my looooong journey home.