I am feeling absolutely terrible today when I wake up. Really only have myself to blame after my consumption last night. Luckily it is raining today, again, so I don't feel too bad about doing nothing. The rain really has been quite persistent over the past few days, but it's too hot to be wearing a coat, so if you go out, you just get wet!
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I make the difficult decision to plonk myself in front of the tv today and watch a few movies, that's about all I could manage anyway. I don't really eat too much, based on my poor feeling, but do take myself out for some dinner later on. Lots of places to eat here, though with a complete lack of a footpath, somewhat dangerous to be wandering around. Everywhere in Bali there is security, they get an illuminous jacket, a whistle and a red funnel torch. Their job, to stop traffic so that people can come in and out of whatever place the security works. Brilliant. They just start blowing their whistle and waving their torch and everyone stops. After passing countless of these security types I stop at a restaurant and have some enchiladas, delicious! I dander back after my food trying not to die on the roads and get my ass firmly back on the sofa. I watch another movie and then get chatting to Juli, from Jakarta. She tells me how she is here for her friends wedding and then is just going home. I thought she was just going back to work, but she quit her job, so I tell her she should stay in Bali for a while and enjoy her new found freedom. We chat for about an hour and then I really must go to bed. It's ridiculous that it takes me a whole day to recover from my drinking last night. What a joke!