I married the love of my life. Ten years ago tomorrow I took hubby on his first trip to Bali!!! (I had been many times before) I remeber his reaction on landing in denpasar and experiencing the smell of arriving in The Land Of The Gods. By the second day there hubby was best mates with "Ketut" the pool cleaner come barman at Puri Raja. By day three he was expert shopper and "Never to be ripped off again"! By day day four Tidak!! was his new favorite word sometimes followed by a few expletives. By day five he had the tailor making board shorts in King Kong size!! By day six he was not going home - we had found paradise and wanted to sign up!!
The bintang flowed icy cold and cheap, the Nasi Goreng and Satay came in endless supply and the little "massage chic" thought he was Beauty white man big and strong!! You want special massage?
I have memories of six of us all huddled under the pool bar canopy on top of the bar as the rain p@@D down and ketut said from the other side of the pool you serve you self I count bottles later! And so our love affair began. Ten years and two beautiful kids later I have no regrets other than WHY ARE WE NOT IN BALI TONIGHT?????
Buggger the mortgage, the gas man and school fees!!!!