Another day of sloth gone past. My holiday is almost over & I've done diddily squat! I had lunch today at Massimo's. They give you complimentary hot bread balls made of deep fried pizza dough, reminiscent of doughnuts in taste. They are scrumptious. I ordered a pan pizza with chicken & mushrooms, which came to the table sizzling. It was yummy too. I nearly expired from heat in there though. They have thick white tablecloths that almost reach the ground, so no air can circulate around your lower body. A bit silly in a non-airconditioned establishment. I walked there & back, spotted that my plunge pool was empty, so had a leisurely swim. This hotel is so clean, even the inside vaulted ceiling of the meditation/massage bale is clean & cobweb free, as I had a birdseye view in the pool. Impressive.
They changed the automatic air freshener in the bathroom yesterday. Every 10 mins it squirts out a spray of citrus smelling vapour, so my room smells lovely. I sounds like a little stifled sneeze. Just before dinner the front desk rang me to tell me they would be spraying for mozzies tonight, so could I keep the doors & window closed? Sure! This is a new service - the phone call I mean. The last 2 times they sprayed I've walked through the insecticide induced cloud of vapour to leave the hotel for dinner. Was that not a good idea?
I know this sounds a little a la Carrie Bradshaw (sidebar: how bad was SITC 2? Oink, oink! What a stinker!) Where do single men go to eat? I rarely see men on their own in a restaurant. Do they only travel in packs for protection? Are they all in the sports bars? Are they preserved in alcohol somewhere? Do they not eat? All down in Kuta maybe? Not that I'm on the prowl or a cougar or anything. But I do wonder about things & this was what I was wondering as I was sitting at 'maiden's row' at Caesar's restaurant for dinner last night. There were 3 of us sitting in the same position at 3 tables for two, lined up in a row along the right wall. Like wallflowers. Not a man dining alone to be seen.
Why do they take away the other place setting? Could they at least let us have the illusion that we might be waiting for someone? Do they think we will use 2 sets of cutlery? Then again, it might look like we were stood up. Actually I'm so used to eating alone in Bali I'm not self conscious anymore. I'd still like to wipe the smirk off the face of the occasional maitre'd who looks me up & down in that condescending way only achieved by the male of the species. Grrrr! I'd like to give them a what for up the petunias & then see who's smirking! Hehehe.
I did enjoy my meal at Caesar's - grilled chicken with black pepper sauce cooked to perfection. Attentive staff - they whipped that 2nd place setting away quick smart! & nice atmosphere. No condescending maitre'd either. I might do a Matt Preston & critique all the places I've eaten on my holiday when I get home. I do love good food.
Fingers crossed, I have not been sick or had the trottskies this trip. I usually take Inner Health Plus prior & during my stay but in addition this time I've taken a Travellan tablet before every meal (I've forgotten a few times & taken after a meal). Very happy & will use them again. I don't each much fruit at home, but I love Bali's tropical fruit & in the past I'm usually reminded 2-3 times a day how it plays havoc with my gut. Not happening whilst using the Travellan. Not passing as much flatus either. Did you really want to know that? Probably not. But if you are one of those people that can propel themselves to the moon after a good curry, (and I know you let one rip on the plane coming over) you might want to know that there is something out there that can help. That's all I'm going to say about farts.
This morning I have made the magnanimous decision to share my plunge pool with others. I don't want wet bathers in my luggage & my fake tan is fading nicely after yesterday's swim followed by a hot bath & loofahering. So I really don't need to go in the pool anymore. I glanced out of my window as I opened the curtains this morning & I thought that's moving awfully fast for a leaf. Not a leaf, folks. The fact that I saw a rat swimming in the pool is pure coincidence.
Cheers.