I spent so many days at Gilli that I might have a hard time separate them since they all look quite alike. I fell in love with this small, beautiful island, with an atmosphere to keep every single soul to stay. No roads or traffic, no crazy 'trying to sell you stuff' thing. It remember me a bit of Railay, my favorite spot in Thailand, and I loved it just as much.
I wasn't in my best mood when I finally arrived at Gilli island and had to accept the fact that my bag was gone. I felt a lot better when I met my friends from Penang after running into Terry on the street. He brought me back to their room, which he shared with Amy (who I also met in Penang), another English guy, Norwegian guy and American girl. They where all very supportive and buy'd me beer cause the felt sorry for me. Probably more sorry for me than I did. The Norwegian and American left back to Bali the next morning. The rest of us hanged out a lot with two other English guys for a couple of days, who where on holiday from their life in Australia. We spend the days on the beach and the nights in the bar. In the in between time, I tried to find myself some new clothes. The guys left one by one. First Terry after a few days, then the two English guys after another few days and In the end it was pretty much only me and Amy left.
One day I decided to go for a fundive which was amazing. 4 turtles and one reefshark in the same dive. the water wasn't too clear though, but it was still an incredible cool experience. That day I ran into my second cousin Elis on the street, who happens to have the same travel plan as I. We decided to meet up for dinner and ended up having a few drinks in the bar, where we met Amy with more english friends as well. Me and Elis decided to meet the next day as well, my last one, and we all headed to the 'sunsetbar' for sunset. We had a quite early night though since Elis was starting his diving the next morning, I was catching my boat and Amy just blamed her age.
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