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Let the Wallinger, Williams, Robinson family re-union commence! We arrived in Bali after two flights, Krabi to Kuala Lumpur, KL to Bali. Sadly we bid farewell to Nadz (and a very dirty Mambo) at the KL airport. Flight was delayed a few times due to a major thunderstorm, but we finally made it to Kuta, Bali before midnight. Wendy and Dunc man were …
... clothes I wanted made. She arrived on time with bags full of all sorts of fabric and leather samples. All done within an hour! Cintya was so lovely and very efficient, she planned to come back to the villa on Thursday morning before we left for Lovina. Heigl from MCShop DVD's arrived at 5pm, right on time to deliver my DVD's which I had preordered and prepaid prior to leaving home. 160dvds including 3 cases for 1million, I was happy and so far no problems ...
... could see. Just pristine white sand and blue sky surrounded us while we tucked into fresh mussels, snapper, vegetables and rice. I even got to choose which fish I wanted by walking into the restaurant and seeing what they had caught that morning. The huge array of fresh fish, lobster, langoustines, shrimp, mussels and crab were all laid out for you to pick from. It wasn't cheap but it was bloody tasty. We sat and enjoyed the beach of Jimbaran for over an hour and after ...
... famous beer in Indonesia, and one of my favourites so far, and tried a few local delicacies like Chicken Satay, Beef Rendang and Nasi Goreng, all very tasty. We ended up finishing the night in a preposterously decorated Reggae Bar, which had an excellent live band playing. The whole building was decked out in huge Bob Marley pictures, creating a shrine-like feel. We also tried the local alcohol, called Arak, which was truly awful, definitely never trying ...
I'm sitting here, gazing at my toes.
My toes, my feet, are still in Bali. I am here. I am still here in Bali. Which means I am still on my journey.
But its almost over. We fly home today.
My mother is a crier. She crys for sadness, happiness, anxiousness, anger- all of it. When I was a child, I used to hate it. Children hate seeing their parents cry. Now she has passed that on to me. I am a huge crier. A teary, weepy emoter. My mother says ...
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