In episode 1 you may recall we left off with one of the 4 battling for rectal control and the other 3 had just placed themselves in jeopardy by riding scooter taxis, drunk in the early hours, to the hotel. And so begins day eight.........
8th day and the intrepid travellers are starting to unravel like a 15000rp bintang singlet. Drinking and partying like a teenager days on end when you are nudging forty takes its toll. However we push through the pain barrier and have a quiet breakfast with little or no chat. I am glad that we are not moving hotels anymore as that is tiring. Lets do our own thing today and meet back at the pool bar around 2pm. Its important to add the 2 newbies are brothers and at this stage I think its a by-law that they must spend time apart or battle to the death. Anyway they take the soft option and go separate ways. Old squirty bum musters up some bravado and is in for some activity more than 6 feet from the porcelain throne. I still can't stop laughing because its obvious he is clenching as he toddles along. Today is the hottest day since we have been here and I head off to Discovery for some air conditioned aimless wandering. The bread talk has some good snacks that remind me of the japanese patisseries in Kyoto and upstairs I get a nasi-goreng with a chicken schnitzel on top and a water for 22000rp . Then I head down to buy some good quality fake watches and jewellery for my lovely bride and out on to Jl Kartika back to Ramayana. As I get close to the art markets Squirty Bum is getting some coin bracelets, 50000rp, for his family and the vendors are all yelling over top of each other and this erupts into a blue with kicks and displays being knocked over. I leave amused at what the tourist police right there actually do. Into the pool and chill until dinner at tubes in poppies 2. A group of netball ladies from perth are playing up and we chat and drink. When I go to break the seal (5 mins max) I walk out and the entire place is in darkness and staff are riding off down the lane. Everyone is out in Poppies waiting and we head to the engine room and finish at the Sky bar chatting to some vico's. It is noticeably quiet in the strip as the schoolies have mostly gone home.
9th day Today we get up early (7.30) and hit the buffet, swim and head out for mischief. Today we decide to find the most ridiculous money rate and bet $100 on getting the full amount. We devised a plan while we were drinking the night before to crowd in and hand the money to each other and the last person holds on to it until we get our money. We head up Jl Singosari and find 9240rp rate in the back of a dodgy street stall. When he deducts 2.5% commision its about 9000rp so the game begins and he starts chucking in small and old notes which we flick back at him and say try again. Eventually we get the 900000rp (we give him the coins) and say we will be back tomorrow and he says 'You don't come back'. We all fell over laughing in hysterics, it was the best fun. Pity the next person that goes in to get money. That arvo we are having mango slushies and emailing at Gloria Jeans and one of the brothers (D) heads over to the Mattahari supermarket entrance to look at the stalls. After awhile I look up and (D) has three guys around him and one is trying to put some sunnies in his bag and he has others shoved in his hands. I get up and head over to see whats going on and D is telling them he doesn't want them. I told the guy messing with his backpack to move or i'll deck him and the told D to put the sunnies down on the ground. As he did the guy side kicked D and I elbowed the guy in the sternum. I yelled at them that I was bringing the tourist police over as our other friends ran over and evened up the odds. They swore at us and spat and we walked off saying no one will ever buy from them if they keep this up. Never before had I ever seen this and D swears he didn't make any offer to buy. We go back to Gloria Jeans and finish up and head to the pool. It rains that arvo and we can't do the beach bintangs and sunset so head off to eat at the hidden garden and shop at mandy's place. The store manager Made is a laugh and is impressed that we wear underwear under our boardies as we strip in her shop to try on clothes. 'Other boys dirty' she says and we have a laugh as she squeezes bums and arms and pretends to swoon. Roy?ray? the bar owner comes and takes a fan away from some schoolies and puts it at our table. We told him it was ok but he says 'F*#% em its time to share'. We eat and head to a few clubs and end up at the Sky before the band finishes. We head to the mecure for a drink with people we met and as the sun comes up we head around the corner to our hotel.
10th day I head to Kerobokan to scout out stuff for a house we are going to build next year and get some contacts for freight forwarding. I walk for Km's on Jl Raya Kerobokan and Jl Sunset. Some shops wouldn't let me take photo's but others didn't mind. A lot of big places were closed or closing down. I then catch a cab into denpasar to a few places people told me about and when I leave the traffic is ridiculous because they are digging up the road to put cables in. At the intersection to Jl Raya the traffic is nuts and we take 20mins just to get through the intersection. All credit to the cabbie he did abuse a few people to get through and tore strips off a young fella on a scooter. Then wound up the window and said 'I'm just playing fun with him'. It was dark when I got back and the others had gone out so I found somewhere to eat and went to the Sky and had a few drinks with some people we'd met. The boys rock in and they take me back to paddy's and we then go to the hard rock after. It was pretty quiet all round.
11th day we go scootering to Jimbaran and look at a few hotels and Villas for me to stay with my Wife and little boy in May and then up to Ulu to have late lunch and a swim and on the way back we do the live seafood thing on the beach for dinner (60000rp) we don't stay long after dinner as it is drizzling and we have to ride. We drink in the sports bar out front of the Ramayana. Squirty goes to bed and the rest of us go out. Because its our last night we stay out 'til dawn drinking and bring some friends back for a morning swim before breakfast.
12th day and we are going home tonight so no sleep today as we have to finish the list of shopping we are tasked with. In the arvo we head to the beach to say goodbye to astro and crew and have a beer. We head back to the pool and swim and the get a driver to take us to the airport. (50000rp). Check in and the girl hits on squirty and offers her phone number. Strange as we are leaving. We go through a few check points and searches and pay the exit tax and go through imigration. Its only then we realise D is missing. He had lost his tear off part of the immigration form and was being interrogated. Eventually he fills in a new one and the immigration official the says he wants some money. Well he has none and they say get your friends to pay and we say 'B#llSh*t get us a Boss man'. They point D to the line and let him through and don't make eye contact with us as we head of to the duty free and the Dewa lounge. The flight is a non event as we all sleep. Except for squirty as he is up and down all the way home.