The ultimate feeling of freedom
No words are necessary.
The tropical plants in Bali make me drool! Oh! To plant a garden here!
The beach by the Monkey Temple
Bali is the land of the nicest, most gracious people!
Day 111: Wednesday, November 18th
After the whirlwind of yesterday, today was rather tame. After studies, I decided to explore the other side of the beach and see what was for sale in the little huts. Funnily enough, I saw the same dress that I had purchased before. I asked the lady how much hers cost. It was only $5.00 here! Amazing! I ended up buying one dress and one shirt for a whopping $10.00 total. Can I please move here and buy my wardrobe from beach huts? PLEASE!
The second highlight of the day was my attendance at the High Tea between 3:00 – 5:00 and the Happy Hour between 5:00 – 7:00. Allow me to explain the awesomeness of these two events which occur every day during the aforementioned hours. High Tea consists of all the various coffees, teas, and mixed fruit juice drinks you can imagine accompanied by a smorgasbord of little pastries, cakes, and cookies. All you can eat. All you can drink – FOR FREE! As if that weren’t amazing enough, Happy Hour follows on its heels. This entails all the beer, wine, and cocktails that you want – FOR FREE! And they made the absolute best mojitos and pina coladas on the planet! Needless to say, the family and I made it a priority to attend these glorious events daily. Ahhh… the good life.
Finally, to cap off this low key day, Dannie, Tori, and I returned to the $6.00 Salon for another glorious massage. Boy, do I love that place! Wait a minute. Is this my job we’re talking about? Mixed drinks and massages. Beach huts and bargains. I would ask somebody to pinch me, but I would rather not wake up from this dream. Not too shabby, my friend, not too shabby.
