Evelyn and I both woke up early again. It appears 5:30 is becoming our regular wake up time. I didn't sleep too well and had dreams about massages and too many people touching me. Perhaps I need to take a massage break.
We were both glad to be quit of the Novotel airport and were out the door by 6:35, checked out, paid our internet bill and caught the shuttle bus to the Bangkok airport. We checked in at Thai Airways. Our flight was going to be full. We journeyed through passport control and then went looking for breakfast. Of course we started going towards the F and G gates, while we were leaving from a C gate. This proved to be somewhat of a mistake after we realized how far we had journeyed. On the way to look for breakfast, we stopped and bought Evelyn some readers since she had somehow lost her glasses. She decided to order breakfast from some restaurant since she wanted eggs. I looked at the picture in the menu and decided Burger King was a safer bet. So I ordered a double cheeseburger in honor of Roger and a pink Fanta for Carolyn. Then we did a little bit of shopping, bought Allen's birthday present, realized the time and hustled our way down the whole airport to the C gates. This proved to be a trek, not a walk. We went through security, checked in for our flight, caught a bus to the airplane parked out on the tarmac, found our seats 41 f, 41g and settled in for the flight. Luckily there was no one sitting next to me.
The flight to Bali lasted 4 hours. I thought it wasn't so bad. Evelyn thought it was very long and was going out of her mind with boredom. Typical. We arrived in Bali. The airport is very pretty, built like a temple with lots of stone carvings adn statues, and buddha statues dressed up with parasols. We bought our visas for $50 for two. Evelyn thought the line I chose wasn't short enough so she moved us over to another line. Murphy's law and the law of the subway, always stay where you are as where you move will inevitably be slower. We waited and waited and then the guy in front of us obviously had something wrong with his passport or it was going to expire soon because he was ranting about getting a new passport. Whatever, the immigration guy finally came back and we were in teh country with a pretty awesome visa in our passport. We then waited forever for our luggage. Evelyn's black and white bag was the last bag off the plane. We ventured through customs and then Evelyn was pulled over. Seems the food dog had smelled food in the bag. No wonder it was the last one on the belt. The guy dug around, found Evelyn's stash of vitamins or green tea or whatever the stuff was, smelled it, realized we had no food and waived us through.
Upon exiting to the departure hall we found the guy with the sign that had my name on it, checked in, gave him our luggage, visited the toilets, Evelyn got some money since my ATM card denied me and we were off. Evelyn asked the guy to visit a store on teh way to a hotel, we stopped at a Circle K just like you'd find anywhere in teh world. Supplied with some randomn snacks, we made it to the Nusa Dua Beach and Spa hotel. The hotel is beautiful, being old enough to have the grounds filled in lushly. Main check in was at a big open air pavilion, but we were staying in the Palace club area. We walked over to the Palace Club to check in. Evelyn got upset when she realized we wouldn't ahve a beach view. All the palace club rooms overlook a beautiful garden filled with fountains and a lake. We agree though that perhaps they could hav put a pool in this area as well. Check in took forever, but finally we were in our room. We then wandered aruond the grounds of the hotel, saw the beach, gorgeous. Evelyn challenged me to a game of ping pong and which she proceeded to trounce me, compettive person that she is.
We debated going into town to get dinner, fought with the people at the hotel over the internet access. They only have free access in the Palace Club if you have a wired computer. Evelyn hated the hairdryer and called down three times for a new one. Turns out it is the only one and it is anoying you have to hold the button down to use it. By this time, it was getting late and we decided to just go to the little Italian restaurant by the pool.
Evelyn ordered wine, we ordered bruschetta adn a big salad. Bruschetta turned otu to be lame, it was premade and they barely heated it up. We asked them to heat it some more, the bread got hot but evelyn kept making them heat hers up more. She then asked for more lettuce for her salad. Just about then we were saved as Al, and Tita and Angela all showed up. Oh happy day.
Tita is delightful, Angela is a character and Al is a sweetheart. They could not be better companions and a wonderful influence on Evelyn. We sat around talking at a table for a while, ordered a Beach Club pizza had a few beers. Well they did. Then we walked towards the beach adn found the party. A DJ was playing and an australian guy dragged Evelyn up on stage with everyone else to dance. Soon Tita and Al were both out there. Later, Michael Jackson's beat It came on and a man came up on stage in a bath robe and started dancing with a red umbrella. He was a true character and soon the bathrobe came off revealing a not so great body and a red speedo bathing suit.
Finally the night was over and we crashed.
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