This was stressing me out toward the end, as I'm a Type A person who always has a plan for where I'm going to sleep, even if my meals might be more spontaneous! I was trying to imagine myself driving in the waning light, away from the coast, hoping the first young man knew what he was talking about when he pointed in that direction toward Agung. Part of me would want to turn back, but part of me would be genuinely reluctant to veer away. It's the reluctance to pull away that keeps you going sometimes.
I was so relieved when the second young man led you to a suitable place and you ended the night with fried rice and beer. Whew!