Day 21 Day 7 Sanur Rp 8715
OMG I'm dying!!!! Up at 0630 vomiting! Tuna but it can't be hubby had exactly the same as me and he's fine! I felt a lot better after being sick but we all had slept late so told Mr 14 to eat a packet of Oreos for breakfast as we have to met our Friend K at Waterbom for 0900. Heading to Kuta in the taxi I am slowly turning green. Tell hubby to get the taxi to stop NOW out and throw up again and feel somewhat better. The only reason that I have gone along with then is that I have a bloody appt in Kuta at Discovery to get my nails done.
And when we left I wasn't feeling too bad!
Well dropped them Rp 70,000 at waterbom..............exact costs are iffy as I felt so rotten couldn't have careless what anything cost! I am dying!!!! Put 1 Million on the wrist band after paying for three entrances and deposits etc, they all had lunch and I got Rp 300,000 change so roughly Rp 700,000 for the day! Anyway!
Met a friend from school canteen at waterbom but was too busy dying to even say hello! Small world though. So walk down to Mrs Pak's starting to feel a little better; but although the sign says she opens at 0900 not open! Welcome to Indonesian! Off to walk a little further to the little supermarket when I bought my hubby some reading glasses for Rp 43,000 the other day. Bought a second pair and a bottle of water and a can of sprite (Rp 10,000 for the two) for some energy! Small sip of water; maybe I might live after all!
Walk back to Mrs Pak and collect my 2nd little ring that I have had made. It's perfect! Exactly what I asked for and I'm happy with the price. I'm very impressed more than happy to recommend and to use her again!
Back to Discovery. Sit up top waiting for 1000 for it to open! I am not well. Walk to salon where I am booked I to get nails done and it's not open! I am dying and no-one cares. Well that's not true.
After waiting around outside the salon and I'm hot and sweating terribly I go in to the toilets and sit on a bench next to a Japanese tourist who tells me I look terrible and she will call me an ambulance. I assure her (not that I feel it at all) that I am ok and I just need to sit for a moment. Anyway I do feel a little better go outside and into the nail salon. They sit me down and start pampering me and I do start to feel a little better. Half a bottle of water later. Two sips of sprite OH MY GOD I will die. I am going to throw up and I can't even make it to the toilet next door to the salon. I stumble to the little tiny sink in the salon (thank god I am the only customer) and take some serious deep breaths and I manage to talk myself out of vomiting!
Girls in the salon decide this need drastic action and I am sat in the pedicure chairs to complete the nails after they rub some sort of oil onto my neck. It smells a lot like Eucalyptus and remarkably I start to feel better! But I am still dying!
But that didn't stop me noticing how rude some Ladies can be!!!
More later for those that are interested. Thanks for reading.