The Bali Motor Scooter Diaries: Unforgetable travel storiesThe Bali Motor Scooter Diaries 1: Helmet or no helmet..?? Don’t be tempted to leave your helmet at your hotel. Despite many Balinese driving around without a helmet and other tourists cruising around with only shorts on, the Balinese police will not tolerate a tourist driving without a helmet. We had to learn it the hard way...
After a delicious dinner in Legian we strolled over to our motor bike only to see that there were two police officers standing along the street. Right in front of the area where we parked our bike! We kind of panicked and started to discuss with each other what our options were. By that time the police men were eying us too... It must have been obvious that something was up. At that very moment, when we decided that we would jump on the motor bike and act if nothing was wrong, 4 other police cars parked in front of us. Now there were about a dozen of them! Perfect timing...
We were lucky though. After a small chit chat with the officers we got away with only a warning. We did have to walk 20 minutes back to fetch our helmets first before we were allowed to take the bike with us... Not my idea of a perfect ending to a perfect evening. But it could have been worse. There are severe fines and sometimes imprisonment for not obeying to traffic rules. The officers in Kuta were happy to inform us about them and to remind us how lucky we were with just a warning... So just remember, to avoid any hassle just put the helmet on. It’s for your own safety. The Bali Motor Scooter Diaries 2: Taking a swim... I am not sure what the reason was for my little accident in Ubud, but somehow I fell. I didn’t fall hard considering I ended up in a running stream... At that time I had found a home-stay that looked out over the amazing rice fields. However to get there I had to drive over a small path, with a wall on one side and a little stream on the other. The whole time I was staying there I had no problem driving to and from the home-stay despite my girlfriend on the back shrieking a couple of times.
But just after check-out I hopped on my motor bike, rolled down the little hill from the homestay and before I knew it I was in the water with the motor scooter and my fully packed bag! Up till now I have no idea what went wrong... The motor scooter was under the water and the mirrors had already gone down stream. Somebody taking a bath further down must have happily grabbed them… Fortunately I took the dip by myself as my girlfriend had already walked ahead and was waiting for me down the small path. Two men were there to help me pull the motor scooter out. Luckily, after a thorough check the motor bike was up and running again..
We also had to buy new mirrors, replace the cracked plastic shield and separate the petrol from the water that had run in. We were able to drive on afterwards, only for the motor to stop completely at the end of the day. By that time smoke was coming out of the accelerator and the engine stopped running after a couple of meters. It turned out that there was water in the motor as well, which was fortunately easily repaired the next day... From the second experience in the garage we learnt that you should always try to go to the same motor bike dealer as the brand of your motor bike. The bike that took the fall with me was a Yamaha. Instead of going to the Yamaha garage first, we ended up at a Honda garage, that didn't check everything properly. The second one was a Yamaha garage who obviously knew every detail of motor bike and fixed it again. So here is another warning when you are driving on a Bali motor scooter, if you have some trouble with your bike go to the same dealer as the brand you're driving on or call the owner of the bike. And last but not least, try to keep your feet on the road when passing a very narrow path especially if there is water on either side!
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After a refreshing shower my girlfriend and I did not feel like putting the helmet on again, so we went out for dinner leaving the helmets behind in our hotel. 
Afterwards we discovered that we had parked exactly at the corner where the police always check on the traffic in Kuta. So there was just no escape...
We did have to go to the garage two times though. The first time the mechanics opened the motor bike to dry most of the parts. 