Day 12 - Beach

After breakfast we got the shuttle bus down to our private area of beach. The roads to the beach are very narrow with scooters darting through in all directions. Roy was sat up front and had to pull the drivers mirrors in and guide him through. (he told me to make sure I put that bit in so everyone knows what a vital role he played haha)

The beds at the beach were on decking which was much more up my street as I hate sand. So Roy left me happily reading my book while he went and played about in the sea with his Go-Pro. We've been so busy this holiday I haven't had chance to properly read so it was nice to get a few hours doing so.

By 2pm Roy was ready to go so we headed back to up the hotel stopping along the way at a shop to get some crisps, some coke zero and change another £300. We spent the last couple of hours of sun by the pool. I finished my book sat by the poolside with my legs cooling off. Absolute bliss.

It was Roy's pick for tea and he wanted to head back to Kuta to buy a pair of trainers and a Nike top he'd seen yesterday. Instead of sitting in traffic we opted for the 45mim walk along the beach instead. Along the way we found a little market and got two dresses for Jessica & Lucy for £4. Bargain.

Parts of the beaches are dirty, with litter piled up. It's sad because you can tell its the tourists that have made it like that because the Balinese are so respectful and attune with nature. There's plenty of stray dogs about on the beach, all different breeds, but even they are looked after by the locals. With most of them in good condition. You hardly see any cats about, not like Greece or Morocco.

After a little bit of shopping, Roy picked out a Punjabi Indian for tea on the main strip in Kuta. It was nice to eat outside and watch the world go by. The food itself was average and the service was a bit slow and poor. Not what we've been used to round here.

We started the walk home, retracing our steps from yesterday because Roy wanted a full body massage. I didn't fancy one tonight, after only having one yesterday so while he did that I went to an Aussie bar down the street.

I treated myself to a frozen strawberry Margharita, logged onto the WiFi and played Pokemon go. I'd just put a lure on when two Aussie guys came over to talk to me. I told them I was waiting for my husband (which gave me a little smile to say that to someone for the first time!). They were in their late 50s and were just looking out for me. They were a little drunk so just rambled on about their life and where they're from. The whole time I was thinking about my lure wishing they'd go away. Finally they left but by that time my 30 min lure had expired. Gutted.

Roy then wandered back, disappointed because his massage wasn't as good as yesterday and we headed home.Baca selengkapnya