Wanderings with my faithful hound

I am not a morning person.  At least not through choice.  But I find myself getting up earlier and earlier in Lembongan.  This worried me at first.  I thought it was definitely a sign of old age creeping up (have you ever heard of your grand parents having a 'lie-in'?) but I am learning not to get too paranoid about it now.  This is greatly helped by the extremely magical morning light on the island.  I cannot describe it.  It really does have to be seen.  And this is definitely the best time of day for discovering the island on foot.  

The hound is of course delighted and leaps around to demonstrate her utter happiness.  ANOTHER walk!  She thinks she's died and gone to paradise.  Which of course she has.  At least the going to paradise bit.  This is a brilliant walking island - pathways, little lanes, cliff tops, empty beaches - hardly any traffic and the demented gatherings of semi wild Bali street dogs have fortunately not made it over the water.  I don't even need to bother to bring the hounds' lead.  

I like walking and I like particularly walking in Lembongan.  The coastline is absolutely gorgeous.  But if you're going to do it, try it early in the morning.  It's worth being a morning person there.  But in case you're wondering, I'm not getting old - as soon as I am back at home, I like to languish under my duvet for as long as I can get away with it.