...and down at the menu in this sheltered windowless Japanese-style perch on the beach. Around the corner from Bunga Aya, we wasted no time in finding a place to stuff ourselves. I learned after three days that no matter what it said in English, everything on the menu here (a page each for fish (mostly snapper), prawn, squid, and lobster (a bigger distant cousin of Maine lobster)) leaves the guest figuring out how to get back here again.