Well, I didn't finish off day two did I. After Jason's hair incident I went to find Hubby who was talking to his local buddy, again. Every time I looked for him he was chatting to one of the guys that worked by the pool. I later find out his new 'buddy' is called Ping Pong the Pool Boy. Hubby just called him Ping.
We stayed at the hotel for dinner on the second night. Seem to spending almost as much on raspberry juice as we are on food. They had a Balinese buffet for 100,000 each. Hubby had sweet and sour pork with rice, the kids both had a chicken schnitzel and I had some fish dish. It was the worst meal I had. YUK YUK YUK. I couldn't believe it when I saw my fish, it was whole, with the head and all the bones still attached. I don't know how they think they can get away with it but I was furious and told them so. Here is a good tip for you; if you kick up enough of a stink they will nearly always just give you the money back. Hubby thought it was embarrassing that I was telling the manager that I would write to all my forum friends about the state of the fish. Anyway, got my 100,000 back so dinner was only 300,000 for the three of us. I still ate some cauliflower cheese and chips so not too bad really. But definitely do not eat the meal at The Hotel. YUK YUK!!
I was so tired but Hubby wanted to go and watch Ping play in his band somewhere in Kuta. I told hubby to go on his own and I watched Lethal Weapon 1, 2 & 3 (how sexy is that Mel Gibson??!!). Fell asleep late and no idea what time Hubby came home but remember waking up to hear this awful noise coming from the bathroom. Scared the living daylights out of me. Hubby was moaning like a scene from a German porn film (caught Jason watching one once before you think anything else!). CHRIST, the smell was terrible and anyway, won't go in to too much detail but Hubby had a bad case of Bali bottom. An hour later and he was still in a bad way so I went down to the front desk area where they have some internet computers and looked on the forum to find out which Doctor to call. Searched and searched but could not find the information I remembered seeing. Back upstairs, two hours now and he was still on the toilet and now saying that he is bleeding badly from the bottom. You can only imagine how panicked I was. I was shaking so just got reception to call a Doctor as did not know what else to do even though I knew getting a hotel Dr was strongly advised against by you all. Was very frightened as I'm sure the receptionist would just send his brother or neighbour (everyone is after your money you know). Another hour and the Doctor finally arrives, I try to tell him that my Hubby has a bleeding bottom and he disappears into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later he comes out and, well, you won't believe what this quack had to say. Probably got his Medical degree from a shop on Poppies. Anyway, he tells me that Hubby is not bleeding but has raspberry poisoning. HA. What an IDIOT! He tries to tell me that it's quite common with Australians and he has seen it many times. I tell him that it is a well known medical fact that raspberry juice stops people getting sick and if he thought otherwise then he did not know his arse from his elbow and thank you but I'm not paying. So he looks at me funny and asks for 300,000 rupees!! WTF (excuse my French), that's like $50!!! I gave him 50,000 and push him out the door.
Hubby recovered quite quickly and refused to drink the raspberry juice anymore. Sometimes he can be so infuriating, as if some Balinese doctor knows more than all of you?!!
Anyway, that whole episode was so exhausting that I feel tired just writing about it. Must go and get dinner on. I'll try and finish this off later.