Bali high

You just can't believe everything you read--like the sign on this business advertising the fastest connection in Ubud. Well, maybe...I'm trying to do a massive photo upload. It seems to be slower than ever...
Sorry for that last post. Actually things got a little better after some more weirdness (we hired a driver for the day and he ended up taking us only to places where he'd get a kickback--this became quite obvious after a bit and really sucked. He took us way the hell out of town to this touristy area overlooking a volcano but it started pouring rain. Turned out his funky suv leaked like a sieve and had no defrosters! I had to keep mopping the windshield with India's sorong. Even so we almost died on the windy crazy congested little Bali roads that we got kindof used to it. We were just so glad to get back alive! Joyce, I must say, remained amazingly upbeat all throughout. I was embarrassed for choosing such a lousy driver). We moved to another guesthouse, the prettiest one yet, with lots and lots of carvings and sculpture everywhere and the nicest pool I think I've ever been in. It's also in a great location to walk, close to our favorite resturaunt too. Like most Bali guesthouses we've seen (all really) it has a skanky bathroom. And noisy chainsmoking neighbors. But it's set back in the rice paddys and since Krista is feeling ill again, we're staying put for now. It's only $10 a night! Incredible.
I had a wonderful massage at a funky little spa for 30,000rp. I gave the gal a 50,000rp tip! She was awesome. I'd like to be going there daily. But somehow the days have been taken up.
Actually, now that Joyce is winging home (or just about landed I hope) I feel it's time to change gears and just hunker down--no more sightseeing for a bit, no more trying to shop. Swim, eat, read, play with the kids and recover from Bali Belly is our new agenda. For a bit.
A nice German couple staying next door is in the import business. They told us where to go to buy wholesale. It's so tempting to buy a load of beautiful handcrafted stuff and have it shipped home! The people here are just amazing artists and craftsmen. But we don't have a house! And we don't have any room left in our storage locker!
They also told us about some tiny islands off of Lombok where we could just hang out on white sand beaches while Krista writes her children's book and all. We'll see.
We've just met a friend from the OCF! Lynzee Deva, who has been here since December getting clothes made to sell back home. She's leaving Thursday but we hope to connect enough for her to bring us somewhat up to speed!