So as we sit upon the equator, Misty woke up a lobster and she decided to even it up. Now she is fully roasted. We woke up and went for a quick walk on the sparkling black sand beach and as the beach beyond the hotel is quite filthy and the bat cave at the other end is rather scary we decided to take it back up to the palace which is our current home. So, Lobster is Misty’s middle name after today as am I on the chest and Baby on the face. Victoria just keeps browning with ease and Celia is turning a nice even shade of beautiful African. I drew a picture of the setting while most of the girls laid out and I enjoyed a nice set of tea and baby talk.
We decided to veg a bit again and when we grew restless after a gorgeous burger in the hotel restaurant for lunch. We knew we needed a grocery store trip so we went into Kuta for groceries and dinner. We explored the beach for an amazing set of jumping sunset photos, saw a whole new level of the island being traffic and hotels and mcdonals and street boys who knew five words; lady gaga, snob, sexy, bitch and buy.
Misty for the first time lost a DVF scarf and I wouldn’t be surprised if we buy it back somewhere along this trip as her things always find their way back to her. Remember the many lost and founds of phones, purses, and people. Storms go in and out and we were lucky all day to have hardly any. We ate at David’s sisters restaurant Lulu's and it was amazing! Cocktails poured, food soared and laughs went on. The 40th white birthday party in the yard next to the tent and infinity pool and inside/outdoor dark wood patio with beautiful white drapery and red paper lanterns inspired some ideas for misty’s wedding.
We finished the evening with dancing at a local bar with a color changing pool. It was a riot. I ended the evening with a skinny dip, Jacuzzi, and my two dolls gone wild in me bed. What a life!
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