Even though I haven't been blogging much, I can't pretend that April never happened. It was a big month. Easter, Bali, and 2 birthdays. And there are many other things I should blog about, but I didn't, and may not. But I'm thankful to all my friends out there who still blog. I just caught up on Reader (I had over 300 posts to read!) and you all inspire me to get my butt in gear and keep this thing going. I'm going to go back, but not too far.
Bali. Here it is.
We ate at Beard Papa's in the airport. We may have eaten there because the name is so awesome, but when we were done, we realized it was a good choice because those cream puffs taste good.
"Beard Papa's!"
"Beard Papa's!"
This was our first time flying AirAsia. It was awesome how you had to cross a busy street full of big trucks and luggage carriers before you got to the plane. I wouldn't have been surprised people get on random planes all the time. I'm not really sure how they keep track of everyone.
My first picture I took in Bali. Yes, it's still Asia.
Bali is all about tourism, so the drivers constantly try to get you to stop at certain restaurants, and certain shops. I'm sure they get some kind of commission for bringing people there.
Either way, we needed to eat, and a seafood meal right on the beach sounded fun, albeit very touristy.
It was not peak season for Bali. So we were pretty much alone.
I let the kids take their shoes off and feel the water.
It was probably a bad decision because they were wet and sandy, and we had a 2 hour drive ahead of us. Ah well. Seize the day, right?
Our meal. It was one of my favorite seafood meals of all time. G was surprised to see the fish still in 'fish' form. Dare ate a fish eyeball.
Maybe I loved it because of the scenery and company, but it was good. That Balinese sambal was yummy.
Then we were off to find our villa. I kept telling the kids to look out the windows and enjoy the new views, but they all said it looked just like Jakarta. Well, it did near the airport. Then we got to this...
I can't remember what this volcano is called. Bali is truly beautiful.
"Cook it!" - Rhon out the window to this guy.
You can imagine our joy when we saw a pig! Well, maybe you can't. In Jakarta, most of the people are Muslim. Which means they don't eat pork. Pork is expensive and I don't trust it most of time. But in Bali, they practice Balinese Hinduism. So bring on the pork.
When we got to our villa, we were greeted with coconut lime drinks!
Even better than that, we were greeted by our good friends from DC who came from Shanghai to join us.
The grounds. I couldn't stop smiling.
The pool. It didn't take long for the kids to make themselves at home.
Our villa at night.

















































