Welcome to Steve Does Bali… and Survives!
Welcome to the only Bali blog written by a man who came for relaxation and instead found himself trapped in a live‑action sitcom.
I’m Steve. I sweat a lot. I attract chaos… and Bali has taken this personally. This site documents my daily misadventures:
being hunted by monkeys, emotionally kidnapped by resort aunties, dragged onstage by drag queens, and repeatedly humiliated by a man known only as the FIFO King.l.
Latest Blog Posts:
- Drag me there…By this time, still day six, after paying 100,000 for the new key card, I’d accepted that Bali was no longer a holiday… it was a psychological experiment designed to test my dignity. The FIFO King had become a minor celebrity. The Scooter Girls had annexed the pool area. The 60+ ladies had upgraded Ketut… Read more: Drag me there…
- The morning wasn’t over.The receptionist was still holding my ruined room key between her fingers like it was a biological hazard. She cleared her throat. I turned from the FIFO King, grateful I wouldn’t need to be reminded again of last night, or how well his morning Bintangs had been going. “Sir… there is also another matter regarding… Read more: The morning wasn’t over.
- The Morning After the Night Before…I’d woken up late with the feeling someone had replaced my brain with a warm bowl of nasi goreng. Not the good kind either, but the kind you might buy at 2 a.m. from a place with a flickering striplight and a cat that looked like it’s seen crimes. The Bali equivalent of a 3… Read more: The Morning After the Night Before…
Steve Does Bali... and Survives! 