Still the best way to get around. We scooted to our hearts content along frantic highways to incredibly tight back alleyways that fed into the hectic market scenes of Bali. The first rule of riding a scooter in Bali is - there is no rule. The second rule is to avoid the corrupt police as best you can or it will cost you big fine.
Piper still took time out from her busy schedule to catch up on some much needed reading.
Dylan & Lauren (now 23 weeks pregnant) on a beautiful part of Bali called Jimbaran Bay where restaurants line the beachfront and waiters used every trick in the menu to get you to join them. Fantastic night.
Michele and Lauren enjoying life as well as a delicious coconut.
One last bargain in the hectic streets of Bali. The bartering and hassling has not changed since we were last here 16 years ago except for one notable exception. Back then I was pestered constantly to buy carved elephants, sunglasses or genuine Rolex watches. This time around it was Viagra.
I guess it was the white beard, slight paunch and a look of defeated bewilderment that gave the game away.
Another truly exotic location called Potato Head in Bali. Not a resort as such but a place where you can pay a few dollars to hire a sun lounge then kick back and sip away to your hears content.
A stark reminder.
This is the memorial to the people killed during the terrible Bali bombing episode in Kuta.
A very solemn place that reaffirms your life is a moment away from change.
Well we did it in 1995 so we thought we'd do it again in 2012. A fantastic ride down the rapids of the Ayuung River. It is still one hell of an experience that we intend to do when we are 70.
With a Bintang glow and our bestest clothes we left Bali with the fondest memories and vowed to return one day soon.
Such a fun holiday!!
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