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... several angry men, one of whom quickly snatches the key from the ignition so that the driver cannot drive off from the scene, which is apparently a common trend in Indonesia.
Slowly, after a few minutes, I venture outside to see what's going on. The rear tyre that we thought suddenly blew out is intact. So what made us lose control is still a mystery. The rest of the passengers join me all in an equal state of confusion.
The woman is resting up in a work shack ...
... down to hardys- a big supermarket- and we had aloof around.. Shortly it was 1pm and we headed back to the hotel to drop of the shopping and go back down to the beach markets. Walking along we decided to call into a local cafe where we had a loverly cool drink and a bingtang with bob right behind us. Shortly after having a look at some more beach markets we headed back along the main street. Soon after we called into the ducks nuts and had another cool drink then we headed back ...
... Eat Street. We wonder all the way to Bintang Supermarket for some supplies but not before we change some money. I have never had a problem with exchanging our money but do stick to the rules when selecting a changer and always count for myself. We grab a cab back to hotel. Husband pays and stuffs up paying the taxi guy 80,000 instead of 8,000 (something like that!). It's so not a big deal but is the last mistake we make as far as money is concerned.
Lunch is by ...
tuossapa kolmikko jonka kans juttua riitti. Tai ainaki Wayamilla riitti,
harmi vaan etta silla oli niin paksu aksentti etta ymmartaminen olis
vaatinu jotaki astraalitason yhteytta herrasmiehen kans. Bull ja Agung
sen sijaan solkkas taysin ymmarrettavaa lontoota, joten keskusteluahan
virisi kummasto. Agung ja toinen kaveri olivat kiertanu sen seitteman
merta tyoskentelemalla risteilijoilla. Tama toinen oli kayny
... of shade for us to relax in as we both started to read a new book. In the evening we showered and headed out for dinner at the harbour. We took up a nice seat in a small pagoda and ate a soup and a curry each as the waves crashed beneath our feet. The breeze was up and although warm, cooled us down nicely. By the time we reached our room we were tired out and were soon in our massive bed, hiding underneath the boxed mosquito ...