Another day beckons
Another curse over the forgotten Berrocca's!
So far it's been a good trip and a great holiday, I'm having an absolute ball.
At breakfast (I'm getting sick of eggs) I catch up with Luke and Brendon. It seems I did miss them at the Bounty ship because they reckon that they were there, but then again if you have ever seen that place when it is packed, there is no way in the world, apart from sheer luck, to be able to find anyone.
After breakfast, about 11am we have decided that this is shopping day. But first we all gotta have a beer together. (Abit early for me but what the hell!). 3 beers later the two girls Denise and Cec have joined us and decide to join in as shopping is somewhat of an addiction for them.
Rightio, we are off, the first place we have to goto is the Kodak shop across the road to get some money changed, not me, the fella's. There is only one problem with this and that is that the moneychanger is next to Rainbows and guess what happened.
Bloody beer stop.
3 beers later and it looks like we are actually going to make a start. Great! I love a six-pack of beer in my gut first thing in the morning before going shopping. I think I'm gonna be ill!
We get as far as Lisa's shop and Brendon has this bright idea that it would be great to get dreadlocks, like Lukes. What was quoted at 30 mins stretched out to over an hour and a half when Brendan's dreadlocks were finally finished. I always thought that when you first get dreads that they use candle wax to stop it all unraveling. Not this place, they use superglue! If that's not suspect, then I don't know what is. Brendon reckons he has never paid to have so much pain in his life, cos it does hurt when you get it done. Mind you it does look good (?) but I wonder what his boss will say when he gets back to work. Lisa was very demure today, makes me happy as well.
At this stage I've decided to go solo and have a wander up to Indograph's to check out the proofs for my order. I checked them out and they were spot on (or so I thought) so my order will be ready just before I fly out.
It's early afternoon so it's time to go back home to socialize around the pool bar. But what was awaiting me, I was totally unprepared for.
The bounty does various versions of happy hour as well, but today's effort is two for one cocktails for about 4 hours or so.
Luke and Brendon are systematically drinking their way thru the Bali Moon cocktail list. Next thing you know I'm part of it as well as a girl from Brisbane called Kim. Kim is the friend of the bank manager from Darwin I mentioned in my first report. All goes well for the next coupla hours as us 4 make our way thru the cocktail list.
Believe me I was more than overjoyed when we finally reached the end.
Then Luke decides that a 2nd lap of the cocktail list is a great idea.
AAARRRGGGHH,
That's it I slip away quietly and hide. There's no way in the world I'm joining in on this, besides I gotta save myself for later on in the evening as we are all going to Gracie Kelly's in the Dynasty hotel in Tuban later on.
Jeeze I hate being a big girls blouse.
About 8pm, we go out front of the hotel to try to catch a ride. We flagged down a passing minibus and talked the guy into taking all ten of us to Gracie Kelly's. The only problem was that there was only room enuff for about 6 or 7 of us, so what are we going to do?
We all squeeze in that's what!
Maate, talk about a snug fit! This was definitely a case of really really squeezy. First one to fart dies a slow and painful death!
On the way there the driver pulls up out front of this really dodgy looking place that is no way by any stretch of the imagination is it the Dynasty hotel. Our driver is lost; he does not know where to go.
What makes this even worse he is not even a taksi driver or a Bemo, he was just Joe citizen driving past who got a stroke of luck. A bit of asking around and we were on our way again, eventually finding our way to the hotel.
When we got there we paid the driver and asked him to take photos of us all. He was not interested in taking the photos but then Luke offered the guy a tip and all of a sudden he could not do enough for us. I tried to stop Luke from doing this but he got really snarly with me so I thought ok! It wasn't till I caught up with Luke back in Perth that I told him it was 50 000Rp note not a 5 000Rp note that he thought it was. Ahh the beauty of later revelations.
The reception area of the Dynasty is of cathedral like proportions. 5 star hotels I don't fit into very well and just standing in this reception area just proved it again to me. Eventually we found our way to Gracie's although we all walked past the entrance to it and didn't even see it.
Inside Gracie's, it is authentic as it gets when it comes to Irish pubs. The band is playing but there is something wrong with this picture! And I think I know what it is.
The band is all Balinese (fair enuff), they are all wearing traditional Irish clothes but they are playing reggae. As a complete picture this just doesn't look right, in fact it looks downright odd. Once again I just love the cultural difference we get to experience.
Mind you watching Brendon up on stage with a tambourine in one hand and spilling a drink in another hand, singing to dreadlock holiday by 10CC, with his superglue dreadies doesn't look quite right either! I thought this was an Irish pub.
A little while later Dean and Bob show up after their trip to Mt Bremo in Java and they have some girls in tow as well. Next thing I know Frenchie has showed up with his Melbourne lady with the really gruff voice. Brendon is chatting up anyone in a skirt that made the mistake of looking remotely like being alive!
Beer, beer and more beer for us guys and heaps of cocktails for the girls.
Yep this is a great night out. The band started to play Mustang sally and this huge bear of a man with a large white beard flew up on the stage and started to sing. Well can this fella belt out a song, Jeeze he was good. He was that good he made the band look really bad, because after his effort no matter what the band played it was not going to be as good.
Eventually closing time came and then went. Then the next mission of trying to organize a taksi or three to get all of us back to the hotel. When we went outside it was raining. A very pleasant gentle rain. Three quarters of an hour later we finally get transport. That was an absolute mission.
Back at the hotel, it was more beer, illusions, fruit tingles, vodka, Jack Daniels or whatever takes your fancy.
It's about 4 am so bugger this I'm going to bed
Tomorrow is a special day.