Letter from Bali – III
There is an eclectic mix in today’s ramblings. If time permits we might touch the staff… question, bathe in the subject of Indonesian toilets, sneak a visit to immigration and visas, fill up on the rice question, renew our acquaintance with energy and, since that is quite the workout, give the doctor a visit. We’ll see how far we get…
We begin with a brief mention of staff. Staff are a feature of the expat experience in this country. It is a coin with two sides.
The benefits are obvious: Cooking dinners? Doing dishes? Making beds? Cleaning toilets? Truth be told I have scarcely ever done any of these things! Bali, however, has transformed me into an even lazier bugger. Let the rest of humanity fret over the laundry – I have moved on. I hardly wipe my own arse anymore.