Fantastic lunch. Baked fish, fresh chilli sambal sauce, with a  broth  for the rice and greens/kangkung. It was just simply good cooking.

I tried some Indonesian and left a swell of laughter behind us

We set off to find a museum. Watch your feet holes in pavement.  Not just broken and missing but whle Big slabs lifted  to access drains. They would  surpass Victoria as the pot-hole state. Now there’s a gong.

We Did a big loop.. Steve watching google maps as well as his feet and mine. He has to watch his head too  because often the awnings, bus shelters are too low.  We got close but..  closed!  Better luck next time..the chaps out front gave us directions to the next. I walk off thinking was it Kiri, Kanan or Kanan, Kiri. Thank heavens Steve can watch his feet, my feet, his head, google maps and remember whether it was left, right  or right, left.

My gift ..getting whole restaurants to laugh at us and harrassing the kids

Red and white flags everwhere

Doesn’t say museum till at the building on the hill

I’m reading the big panels on the wall in Indonesian – they also have them in english underneath. The older chap brought a young woman to guide us… she began to  recite the long panel of English .and I would really rather stumble through the Indo . I told her I could read English by myself. And I would rather do it myself. It was a lot about the different ethnicities in north Sulawesi.. and there’s bits I happily skip…Numbers, dates, statistics

I heard her tell the old chap she said she wants to be by herself

I felt bad

Regardless the older chap reappeared by our side and accompanied us the whole circuit. We were the only ones there.

What a skinny fishing boat..by golly, we are marvelling, wow that ‘d be hard to keep upright really skinny the width at the middle 25 cm .Here is where the guide was useful. hanya replika ah only a replica. The real thing was 10metres long AND had outriggers

At the end our guide wanted a selfie with us. It’s been 3 days since the last person signed the visitors book. Maybe that book only comes out for foreigners

Further along some kids were with grandpa. Steve noticed .oh it’s a Rambutan tree. And they excitedly gave us some bunches and picked us some more, twisting them around a pole till the stalk gave way . I asked their names ages classes and they the equivalent to us, then I asked bisa foto/photo okay The girl  who was  happily chatting  was suddenly   shy about her face, she kept touching her cheeks.. and I didn’t understand ..too shiny? All in that tone we know equivalent to ooh my hair is soo bad (Flawless to me) so  I don’t know what it was. Steve thought she was just shy But still it was,  Bisa, bisa/ ok   for the photo. And you can see the edges of a grin around her fingers .I asked if it was ok to unggah sosmed/upload to social media

We continued our walk with the Rambutans in hand, two girls were sitting on a fence  rail, one asked if she could have some.. when she was tugging some off the bunch she lost balance and rolled backwards into the hedge. lots of giggles as Steve pulled her upright.

And we got only  a few more metres further on before a woman walking past asked for some as well. Kids and dogs are meant to be social icebreakers, turns out you can just go walking with a bunch of rambutans

Rambutans are up there as the perfect diet food.. the soft flesh tastes good in your mouth but you can’t get any meaningful amount of flesh off the seed.  I’m learning to be patient. It takes about 3 minutes teasing it between teeth and tongue to get most of the flesh – about half a teaspoon worth- off  a loquat sized seed .

I’ve been surprised on this trip to see pet food stores. This one had  something a little extra .

At the hoteI I asked the  receptionist for a dinner recommedation.  I did say we wanted food at the night market. We certainly saw lots of food. She sent us to the fresh food market…ie a massive warehouse size market We saw the fish/wet market and the vegetable market (this is a clean and modern version ) and we got  quite classy food alongside  that with a water view..

Tuna sate and tuna fried rice with omelette

We ordered a Grab, (the  Indo version of  uber pronounced like  grub ).  My indo instructions may have been confusing..but he found us and helped by my clumsy text msg -I said toll gate instead of parking/entry gate the first time – so at least he knew he was looking for the bule / foreigners .

After our country how long in Indonesia ,they ask how old we are …on getting our answer tonight the driver today said “wah, luar biasa!” (wow, extraordinary). Should that make me feel good ?

The other day in Kuta the driver was beyond excited .One time before he had foreigners who could speak Indonesian..and now we were the second.

Grab/uber is the end of 6 timesing the price. This morning the driver sent to collect just there to collect money   offered to take us to our hotel for 150 000 rupiah, Steve knew that was too much so he changed it to 120 000rp  using the  Grab tonight cost 19 000rupiah  so that’s  a game changer for travellers.

Nearly a week and we haven’t yet had pisang goreng/ fried bananas . Always been too well fed too eat anything more. Even in paradise you can’t have everything at once.