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Bali, a playground for the rich, famous and drunken Aussies everywhere. I'd had a severe case of Bali Belly for a few days and just when I'd admitted defeat to the hotel room walls and had confined myself to a diet of water and Imodium I dragged myself out and my trip was transformed beyond recognition. I came across a flamboyant, loud, extremely camp character knows as 'Dedi Chop' (not his really name) who looked at me and exclaimed 'Darling this will never do, you look in desperate need of some fun' and that was it before I knew what had hit me I had become part of the Indonesian Brat Pack and was being ferried around in a chauffeur driven blacked out Mercedes to VIP areas all over Bali. Let me explain Dedi Chop has something to do with online dentistry and has managed to monopolized the '.com' dentist business in Indonesia and so him and his wealthy and successful mates adopted me as one of the crew and who was I to refuse. This trip has certainly been full of surprises one week I'm in a hostel in Australia hunting around for a mug (glasses are a bit of a rarity in hostels) for my $2 bottle of plonk and the next week I'm dancing on the table in the VIP section of Bali's top night spot to Tony Christie sipping Verve Clicquot out of a crystal glass surrounded by all sorts of Asian film and TV stars. It was a surreal few days there was a classic moment when I'm being ushered into the back of a car by one of his minders and I got my foot caught with my ass sticking out of the car and of course the Paparazzi were at that point in time taking pictures of us. you know because that happens to me in everyday life all the time. Anyway I'm currently hoping and praying my backside hasn't made it into the society pages of some glossy magazine.
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