I’m very taken with Bali and its people. It’s an incredibly friendly place with a very chilled out vibe. The Balinese are very spiritual and we’ve learnt that every family has at least one shrine at their home, many have multiple shrines.

They respect many gods and spirits and the shrines reflect both good and evil gods. They honour both and treat each equally – especially to keep the evil ones happy so they don’t bring bad luck or do bad things.

Ubud is full of tourists and shops (like most tourist places) but as you wander the Main Street navigating cars, mopeds, people and holes in the pavements then you see many little doors to shrines and fascinating stone carvings of strange gremlins and creatures.

Might have to come back – a week is not long enough

You missed me.

Dear Mummy & Daddy, a nice man in Dubai loaded me onto a plane to Singapore, I believe my brother went off to the caribbean.

Singapore was really pretty, I saw the gardens and also had a ticket for Universal Studios in Santosa (those rides are awesome). I spent 3 days here and was set to join you in Bali (I hear it’s really nice), but the lovely people at Emirates sent me on to somewhere in France, don’t know where, but I will email when I find out.

Anyway, I have a booking at the Hotel Du Nord tonight, apparently Emirates keep giving me the hotel vouchers and meal vouchers they don’t give to you.

Hope you are having a good time without me, good thing is I have some nice dresses to wear with the French people around.

Next stop apparently I am being whisked away to Patagonia to meet up with you, really don’t think Emirates read your itinerary properly. Love you lots and see you soon, your suitcase (well one of them).

What a day to take a tour of Ubud, we are talking rain of biblical proportions.

We even bought ponchos, or actually dustbin liners, at a whopping cost of £4.

Walking along the streets under 8inch of water in flip flops does take a little skill.

Meet Mrs “Imodium” Fogg

Wow, now this is a room

This is pure opulence here

We have one night of food at the Michelin star “Aperitif” restaurant, which does not allow trainers, flip flops or shorts. Despite our protestation that all our good clobber is on its own vacation (yes I have some).

Mrs Fogg has managed to get them to relent, providing we sit “away” from their posh guests. Wow do I feel speshul now, not allowed to sit at the toffs table cos I ain’t wearing Armani and Gucci. Should have brought a shell suit!

To me……

Apparently it was my birthday in January, so please have this birthday cake on is, for breakfast

And at checkout this morning from Sankara Suites to go to the Viceroy, a sheepish young man came to inform us that we have left a pair of white panties in the room and would we like them back. Now, if they were mine, they wouldn’t be white after turning them four times to extend the life. Just saying.

Last night we had our complimentary candlelit dinner surrounded by flowers. Oh wait, and because of the torrential rain they moved the fire dancers indoors. It meant that our romantic dinner was now a front seat view of the fire dancers doing traditional Balinese dancing while a bunch of Americans queued for their buffet..

They had to pay for the experience – we just had to turn up and be waited on. So we got a bottle of wine and settled in to watch. Quite good fun and lovely dancers.

Mrs Fogg wanted to do the romantic candlelit dinner at the hotel (oh boy). On the same evening they were having a traditional dance BBQ, paid for event. However due to inclement weather the traditional dance was moved to the same location. So as we sit romantically staring in to each others eyes, we get to watch the procession of our colonial cousins queueing at an all you can eat buffet “airport style”.

I’m sorry but having to sit and listen to 30 “Chandler Bing Wanabees” and “OH MY GOD Janice’s”, is not my idea of fun. Could this, be any more fun!

Starters orders, food is served as we sit on our makeshift “romantic pedestal” watching the meal queue

And now onto the BBQ course, your waitress is ready to cook it for you.

Oh what a contrast it is here. Sadly we only have one full day to spend at the Sankara due to the Dubai fiasco, but even just being here and we can feel ourselves relaxing.

The room is a touch different from our Dubai studio flat with the washing machine. it’s far more peaceful here with fish, butterflies, the birds and insects chirping, the sound of waterfalls and greenery all around.

Wonderful staff who are very curious about us and want to know everything (groan says Mr Fogg, I just want quiet!).

The grounds are lush (complete with a stack of mosquitos though and we already have bites – ah we’ll just get the Deet out, not! That was in the cases too).

I’ve booked a massage for today and another one for the morning. Can’t wait! Today is a chill out day – and an another call to the airline for the sheer fun of it. I missed the yoga this morning but I’ll be there bright and early at 7am tomorrow for it.