A Seminyak Walking Kind of Day

Trip Start Sep 17, 2011
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Trip End Oct 07, 2011


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Bermimpi Villas

Flag of Indonesia  , Bali,
Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Bill made breakfast this morning:  Scrambled eggs, grilled prosciutto, toast, and snakeskin fruit plus lots of coffee. It was very good and economically sensible, after all of these meals out, day after day. We've been spoiled, that's for sure...fortunately we still have some time left before reality sets back in and we have to turn our thoughts homeward. It has been the easiest thing to forget about, the real world. But just today and tomorrow and then we're leaving on a jet plane, so best make the most of what time we have left.

Today we decided to amp up our trip down memory lane, by revisiting a restaurant called Lemongrass (Thai), as well as a couple of other places we remembered from past trips. I will cut to the chase quickly rather than dragging this out by stating that we walked the streets of Seminak for h-o-u-r-s (Bill can correct me on this, but it really did feel like hours) searching for Lemongrass. We thought for sure it was just up ahead a little bit further, just a bit longer now, asking people along the way, "Have you heard of this restaurant? Where it is?" and getting vague answers before finally, a man from whom I'd just purchased two pillow covers emphatically told me there were NO restaurants on the street we had been traversing all morning. We finally, finally caught a cab, Bill griping at me, me griping right back--it was hot, we were beyond sweaty and tired and foot-weary. We asked the driver to please take us to Lemongrass. He had no idea where it was. He called in to the taxi station and, some minutes later, informed us that Lemongrass had moved to the town of Canggu, which is completely outside our walking radius. Driving radius too, for that matter. That settled, we decided to just have him drop us off close to our place of accommodation. We were hungry and wanted lunch but also wanted to be truly within walking distance of the villa. 

What followed was more walking, along quiet streets off the main tourist drag. We noticed it was quieter than usual then realized that the power must have gone out because most of the businesses we passed, other than the the odd one supplied with a generator--were still and dark. We popped into an unlit mini mart for something coldish to drink, and Bill mistakenly bought a can of cucumber-flavored tea. We stopped for lunch at Trattoria which was buzzing with power and lots of customers. We walked to a massage joint called Body Works, booked ourselves for 1-1/2 hour treatments in the early evening. We took a stroll past Alam Warna, another villa establishment we'd stayed at twice before--thinking out loud to each other how nice it would have been to have stayed there this time around too, rather than our current overdone/overpriced habitation).

By the time we limped back to Villa Oga, we had just about an hour before we had to head right back out for our massages at Body Works. Oy vay. 

I must say, the entire foot-tramping, exhausting day was worth it, for the massage alone. Although unfortunately we weren't able to have our "treatments" side by side and instead were led to separate rooms, the experience was heavenly:  75 sublime minutes of full body massage (OK, I didn't especially care for getting my chest rubbed, but that part didn't last long) followed by a flower-filled bath. And we caught a cab back to the villa and as such were free to feel rubbery and relaxed without having to deal with sidewalks and traffic and touts. 

Dinner was cheese and crackers and more snakeskin fruit. Plus Balinese cakes left in our fridge by the housekeeper. All in all, it was a good day.

 

 
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