Selamat Datang

Selamat Datang - or Welcome to Sonia, aka my mum, who arrived late last night to visit. We have already walked by the beach and through the centre of Kuta (and been offered about fifty manicures/ massage/ transport etc). She is already quite taken by Bali, despite having to endure some early morning haggling for thongs in the market in Kuta - "C'mon, you buy, lucky early morning price". A necessary evil, as she decided to bring walking boots and a stunning, but never worn, blister-inducing pair of yellow country road sandals - which she insisted on wearing with socks.

In addition to the thongs, we left the stall with completely unnecessary pair of 'Dior' sunglasses, for me. I tried to say no, I really really tried. But there was no way I was getting out of that stall empty handed. That's why I generally employ an avoidance strategy with market stalls. I fold like a cheap deck of cards. I have hidden the sunglasses from Phil, lest I awaken the GOMP**!!

Here she is, at breakfast, contemplating climate change and the importance of influencing policy. With Phil. Far too serious a breakfast conversation for my liking.






I foresee some shopping in my future over the next few days. Later on this week, we're all heading to Ubud for a few days in the slightly cooler climate away from the beach. Yay!!!!

**Grumpy old man Phil


- Posted using recycled plastics and wind power.

Location:Jalan Plawa,Kuta,Indonesia