Home time

Ian redeems his last birthday treats. We have head to toe scrubs, cuts and massages in a tiny salon, where we manage basic conversation and laugh at the toddler running around. The girls giggle when papa joins mama for even a facial, and insist we share the minuscule shower to rinse the scrub off. At about $35 each for 5 hours pampering we're very happy with the service. 

Lots of walking - it's about 3km along the beach then manicured Nusa Dua gardens to Starbucks (grr, but the best that's on offer) in a fancy shopping centre - keeps us fit. 

We see a wedding or 2 a day, they're mainly Japanese looking amazing all dressed up in Western gear. 

We decide not to try parasailing, jet skiing, fly boat, banana boat etc, but a windy hour on a hobicat is fun, even though we need a minder to dodge all those other things. Ian managed to lift a hull, so he's happy. 
Our last meal is at Bumbu Bali, but with the helpful waitress's assistance we choose a meal supposedly for 1, but that's more than enough for we two smallish eaters. OMG amazing flavours and spices, with small tastes of 15 treats. It's definitely on the list for next year.