A Clash of Concepts

 Nov 13, 2022

I woke up to a strange sound. It sounded like a lady doing breathing exercises in the next room. It weirded me out. I found out later it was jut a rooster. I floated out of bed and saw the sun rising over Ubud. I saw the moon up in the sky. 
    I went downstairs for breakfast. I found my dad staring at the wall and laughing uncontrollably. 
    We were served delicious eggs and coffee. I even met a handsome corgi. I thought I was hallucinating. It seemed too good to be true. His smile was overwhelming. I stroked his head and thanked him for materializing.
    After breakfast we headed to the garage. We boarded our scooters. We planned on visiting the nearby volcano. As we were pulling out I gave the scooter too much gas. I lost control and accidentally drove it straight into a parked scooter. I was trying to apply the brakes but I couldn’t get it under control. I basically rode over the top of the parked scooter, knocking it over, and then went flying towards some pots. They got smashed. I finally came to a stop. I looked around and saw bits of plastic and metal everywhere. I’d done quite a bit of damage to the other scooter. The owner came running out. I thought she was gonna start screaming and crying or something. She just looked around and said it was ok. I felt so bad. I wanted to crawl into a ball and go to sleep. She said she’d take it to the mechanic and let me know how much I owed her. 
    
So after that we drove up the volcano. We drove for about an hour and a half. We had to go way, way up. We eventually arrived to the top. It was quite beautiful. We were in the clouds and there was a whole town in there, as well as a big lake. We went to a cafe and had some lunch. Then we went to some hot springs. It was nice and warm. I got a wonderful massage from some lady who said she’d lived in the volcano all her life. She even cut my nails.
    After that we went to look at the dried lava fields. They were big and black and looked scary. My dad was so moved that he began singing a lovely song to prove his devotion. 
    After that we rode home. It felt like a long ride. I started getting really stressed out. I’d only ridden a scooter for two days and had already been in a crash. All around me were people who were basically born on scooters. And there’s dogs running across the road. And there’s no rules. And there’s people throwing rocks at me from the sidewalk, telling me to go back to Toronto. 
    We eventually made it back to a little restaurant. There was as a tiny black cat who comforted me.