Well I’m back in Bali again. It’s nice to be back some things have changed others haven’t. Biggest change is I get called “Dad” most predictable is that they’re selling “Viagra” and such, I know the story they’re as real as the perfume.
I’ve bought myself a walking stick (forgot mine) and a good thing too, I was walking along and something in the left foot (which had been tight) went pop and I couldn’t walk without a lot of pain. Still don’t know what’s happened as no broken bones or bruising and everything moves. I guess the referral to the Podiatrist is going to come in handy, the foot is back to where it was just tight and sore on the middle outside.
We went and visited the orphanage (Jodie O’Shea, A Bali bombing victim) the kids where gorgeous, polite and well behaved. My walking stick is in the shape of a cobra absolutely fascinated them, was left without it quite a bit ;) They also found my torch and then proceeded to find a dark spot to play with it, smart kids. I think we’ll be going back,”our” well my friends kids had a great time.
Been getting a few work calls, well that’s why I’m away I can’t go.