My Horrible Day in Bali

It's been a rough day here in Amed, Bali. I didn't have my alarm clock to wake me up at my normal 6:15 rising time, so I had to sleep until I woke up on my own. Distressing. I then had to open the curtains and gaze out over the infinity pool overlooking the Bali Sea. The sun was so bright, it hurt my eyes. I had to squint. That put me in a really foul mood. There was nothing to do but walk past the pool to the restaurant to eat my breakfast. It took me 45 seconds to get there. That was terrible. I then had to wait for someone to make me an omelette. That took another three minutes, and I only had freshly blended pineapple juice to drink while I was waiting. Awful. I really was grumpy by then, and didn't feel like doing much, so I sulked by the pool all day. The only view was the blue, blue ocean, some palm trees and the occasional sailing boat. Boring. I dragged myself back to the restaurant for lunch. There were only a few choices for dessert. I had to settle for the mango crumble with melting ice cream. Melting, can you imagine? I was feeling a little tired and depressed after such a disappointing lunch, so I walked the 30 feet back to my poolside lounger and took a little cat nap. Then I got back in the pool and looked at the ocean hoping that would lift my spirits. It made little difference. I decided that maybe what I needed was a little walk to change things up. So I wandered down the road from the hotel to the beach. There were pigs and chickens and cows and fishermen and outrigger canoes, things one wouldn't want to look at unless they had to. I could only take so much of it and decided that maybe what I really needed was dinner. So, I walked back up the hill to the hotel where there was Balinese cuisine waiting for me. Too much coconut milk, to many spices. You would never want to eat such a dinner unless you didn't have any other options. Oh well. It was a colossal waste of a day. I hope tomorrow is a little better. I'm not sure I can handle another one of these.