So that was Tuesday’s adventure. We’ll start for Wednesday but I’d like to explain why we were in Bali 🙂 Greg, Matt’s dad, turned 60 on Tuesday 4 March, and he said that he wanted everyone to come to Bali to celebrate with him. So Greg’s five kids (Matt, Adam, Emma, Sarah and Ann) plus his wife, his best mate, his cousins, his sister, and Juliann’s brother Allan, Greg’s Mother in law, and a friend of Evelyn and Allan’s all went. This is about 30 people or so.
Anyways, on with Wednesday!
Wednesday was a bit of a sleep in and Matt and I shuffled downstairs to the restaurant attached to the apartments where we were staying. Breakfast was included in our room so we sat down – Evelyn, Colleen, Nana, Allan and Greg were all sitting there so we sat down. Matt had Nasi Goreng (fried rice) for breakfast and I had honey pancakes. They were very tasty, and I got to have fresh watermelon juice 🙂 Yum. Emma came downstairs, and we got all our gear together – Emma and I wanted to get Bali SIM cards for our phones, so Greg took us through the back alleys of Kuta to Matahari department store. Matt insisted I get a hat, so I got this really nice white crochet hat to wear that looks kinda cute on me! Greg had to get new thongs as well as his had broke the night before. So we did a bit of shopping and what do I see to my surprise but a cute little Mexican place called TJ’s! We had seen another Mexican place being built on our way to the hotel but another one within walking distance? This could only end in a happy happy tummy for me…
Anyways, we get our SIM cards and Matt finds an A&W Root beer restaurant! So he bought me a rootbeer which was nice and tasty 🙂 We walked along a bit more and there were a lot of street vendors that kept trying to get our attention. I learned rather quick you said no thanks and kept walking or ignored them all together. We went down this little path that was open, and it felt very serene and peaceful. Both Matt and I really liked it. Then, I saw it.
My inner beach bunny started doing flips, but instead of running headfirst to the ocean, I kept myself nice and calm since we were with Matt’s family. We wandered around some more before heading back towards the Art Markets where Greg knows someone who had a stall there. We bought some knock off sun glasses, and I got a couple of sarongs and Matt got a hat. Then we went to the beach bars, and met Andy who is a friend of everyone’s (they’re frequent visitors to Bali, even though this was Matt’s 2nd time and my first) and we had a couple of drinks… and were swarmed by beach vendors. Pedicures, massages, braids, clothes, jewellery, make up, cigarettes, henna body art… you name it, you could have it. “Cheap cheap!”. I got a dot from the henna to make sure that I didn’t have an allergic reaction as that interested me, and nearly caused a riot when I was going to let one lady braid my hair and I had turned another down. We decided at that point to head back out to get some lunch. We went back to the rooms, and our air conditioning had broke! They were fixing it, so Matt and I took another quick dip in the pool to try and get some of the humidity collected sweat off our bodies. We met up with a bunch of folks for lunch at the Kuta Townhouses again, but this time instead of having a Meat Feast we just ordered a la carte. I ordered beef nachos (because I am mostly incapable of being able to eat somewhere without trying their Mexican) and Matt got a club sandwhich. We ended up swapping about halfway through because the nachos were just that tad too spicy for me. They were brilliant though, and his club sandwhich was even better. Then we went back, and got in the pool where Juliann, Evelyn, Adam, Leigh, Ann and Alyssa were. There were a few others around the pool area as well but they weren’t apart of our group. We quickly joined in and before long we were opening the mini bar in the room and passing out the Bintang (Indonesia’s premier beer). I had a couple of Bintang, but then we broke open the Sprite and I cracked the Chambord I had bought in Australia, and Matt decided it was time for some of his Bushmills. Matt said to me several times “This is amazing, this is the life, and I can SEE!” (he had his contacts in with his knock off sunnies so he didn’t have to worry about his actual prescription sunglasses.)
Wednesday afternoon was spent in the pool drinking and laughing and just having a grand ol’ time. We then decided to go to this place called the Boardwalk for dinner, and we all got ready and went out. Matt and I were first there so we sat down to have another beer (I was well and truly drunk by this point of time) and then everyone else showed up. Because of Nana’s advanced age, we got a shuttlebus to the Boardwalk area and some others walked. I rode in the bus and Evelyn was so drunk that she kept singing and saying hello to people. It was a rather fun ride but the trip started to go a bit south when we got there and we discovered that not everyone was there. We wandered lost for a while before I finally got the bright idea to ring one of them. I rang Ian and said “We’re just outside Tony Roma’s!” and they were going to make their way to us. Well, of course, they didn’t show up quick enough, so most the party goes wandering off. Me? I’m staying put until I see Matt by this point because he had gone with the other half of the group. He was herding the back of the group who had met up with the first part of our party who had separated themselves from us, walking with Nana. He was irritated, I was irritated, and you could feel the irritation rolling off from most of the party by this point. We get upstairs to some rather swanky sort of looking restaurant that didn’t have enough room for us. They finally get us table, we get situated, and we try ordering some beer. At this point I’m starting to rapidly sober up and I’m noticing that Matt’s far more drunk than he’s letting on. Couple that with the fact I was already irritated and the fact that we couldn’t even get menus to look at, and I snapped. I got Matt’s room key, grabbed 100k rupiah, and said I was going back to the hotel.
I couldn’t get directions however, so I went back upstairs only to find out that he had ran after me. I booked it from the complex, finally got some solid directions back to Popies Lane and walked/ran as fast as I could to the hotel.
There was no sign of him!!!
He hadn’t made it back. So I thought maybe I had beaten him back and I waited out front for a while, sending a few texts to the other folks at the restaurant to let them know I was at the rooms and waiting for Matt and if he showed up could they please let him know I was there. Pacing, wandering, waiting, for the next hour and a half, I worried myself sick. I was feeling guilty and angry, I wasn’t sure if I was going to hit him or kiss him next time I saw him – he had wandered off from the people who had phones while I had a phone! He had his camera on him as well along with a decent chunk of cash and he was drunk. Most of the party had made their way back, and Emma had just come downstairs to wait with me when we saw him.
I don’t think I’ve ever run so fast before in my life. If he ever had doubts about how much I loved him, he doesn’t have that. You know how in the movies you have those montages where time slows down as the lovers run into each other’s arms? It kinda felt like that, actually. He was safe and ‘home’ for all intents and purposes. He had managed to get lost, and while wandering had run into Greg and Allan who had pointed him back home. He was exhausted though from all his nightime wandering around Kuta and so we went straight to bed. We had a big day the next day, as we had agreed to meet up with Ian and Jill at 8:00 the next day to see if we could tag along on their tour!