Last moments in Bali...

After four days in Bali... we had to say goodbye and return to Singapore... I love Bali but I think we were all happy to return to Singapore to see a doctor about Pierce's face and just get back in our own beds... and have our own toys (that was for Pierce).

But some of our last moments were so much fun... like when Pierce went to the kids club and made cookies... he spelt his name out of cookies and then we got to eat them... so yummy.


We also had lots of fun in the sand (which later we noticed we got attacked by the sand flies)...


Our last night we got to see the chuk chuk dancers... always a special treat.

The last morning in Bali the guys went for a flying fish (I think that is what it was called) ride while the girls watched (and Pierce was playing in the kids club)... here they are?


We did have a great time (considering the boo boo)


Back in the airport and ready to go to Singapore...ViVi and Grandad got a lot of sun on the trip just what they wanted... mission accomplished...


For only 4 days we sure do need a lot still :-).. I think that will always be the case.  Welcome back to Singapore... home sweet home...

A bike tour around Nusa Dua...

On Saturday morning ViVi and Grandad wanted to go on a bike tour to see more of Nusa Dua... someone needed to stay with Pierce so my sweet hubby volunteered... and I got to go on the bike ride too... it was really neat and a great way to see some of the city...

And if you know ViVi... we of course had to stop and do some shopping... mom was negotiating and I was scratching mossie bites...

Some great scenery along the way... we stopped at the harbor...

The guy in white was our tour guide and he had been doing this (and even made up the tour) for 8 years... he was super nice and a great leader... he even carried around my moms purchase the entire time... so sweet.



We got to see lots of temples... but were not allowed to go in without the correct attire...

here is just one of the trails that we were one... we would have never discovered these paths without our tour guide... we even at one point had to cross a river that was dried up bc of the time of day (low tide) but he said in a couple of hours we could not cross over... so fun...now that is traveling local style...

One of the stops was a turtle farm... where they raise sea turtles and then place them back into the ocean...




They also had other animals to touch and feel... yuck...



They had this snakes mouth taped shut... I was not very confident in the scotch tape remedy but we made it out of there safe and sound.

Here are some shots while I was riding the bike... so they are not great but you get the idea... tour guide in front, ViVi next, then me and then Grandad


We were not really excited about how close the cars were next to us...

Our path back to the hotel... home sweet home...

A great tour, morning and exercise... lets do it again.

The Hotel and Beach... Hilton, Bali

On a lighter note (than our last blog)... take a look at this breath-taking Hilton hotel... and thanks to ViVi and Grandad our stay was free... thank you ViVi and Grandad for a great Thanksgiving get-away...
 




There was this amazing wedding chapel located on the campus... and we even got to see a wedding in it... breath-taking...


Bali is not really known for the beaches and other than fisherman no one was ever really in the water... the tide was really amazing... we would have water on the beach until about 1pm but after that... all you saw was seaweed and moss...



Another great place to stay... the Hilton always does a great job with customer service.. and making you feel like you are the only one there...

A day we will never forget... Day 2 of Bali.

Our first night in Bali we had a great night a the pool and the headed back to the room for a moment we would never forget... Pierce had an accident and hit the night stand.  Ironically enough he was not bouncing on the bed at the time of the incident he was reaching for a book to read right before bed time... There is a big long story as you can imagine but we immediately knew that he needed stitches but when the nurse showed up from the hotel I was not mentally, emotionally, physically ready to get it done right then... we decided to put a butterfly on it and sleep on it (I know not very smart... but please remember we are in a foreign country and this is his first set of stitches)... so when he woke up in the morning he was high spirits but this is what his face looked like... to much blood and we knew we needed to go the clinic.



We had breakfast and then were in the doctor's office... and the doctor agreed... we needed stitches and gave me the look (of why did you wait so long and this long story about infection)... now let me describe this room.. it was a clinic in the hotel in the basement, it was hot (no aircon), incense were burning and the nurse was just lying on the same bed that Pierce is on bc she has morning sickness so she is making noises like she is going to "barf" in the corner the entire time.  Pierce was super brave but a little nervous and I am sure his face hurt... we took of the bandage and that was not easy... but that was just the beginning.

Grandad was taking pics the entire time he got the whole thing on camera... including video but definitely something I will not be able to watch for about a decade...

This picture you can tell Blake is close to us, I am fanning Pierce, and the doctor is giving his shots to numb the area... there is something to be said about adrenaline after an accident.. I think it is a gift from God that helps us through the pain and initial treatment... but when you decide to sleep it off the adrenaline is gone... and we were in full effect...

There is a lot of cleaning going on bc the doctor did not want (and we either) infection)... I can not believe how brave Pierce was... he never stopped eye contact with me... there was an occasional gut wrenching scream but no movement really... we had to hold his hands but that was about it... I still thank God for holding Pierce's head still... I am amazed he never winched...

Now we got it all clean... and ready for the stitches... Dad is still near by... Vivi is in the corner trying to hold it together and Grandad is telling Pierce all about his stitches...

Now daddy has made it to the door but fanning us... we are all hot... Pierce is not happy with the stitches and I am signing "5 little monkeys jumping on the bed" and in between the pain Pierce is signing with me... sweet little boy...

Now ViVi has duty fanning us... not sure what happened to Daddy I think he needed a breather... we had moments of pale face, light headedness and anxiety (except Grandad I think... this was not his first rodeo:-)).

Ok we are all done... 3 stitches later (oh so close to the eye) and one little brave boy that is tired of crying... this is about the time when I asked him to tell me if he was ok... bc he was not moving, blinking or anything... and Pierce just looks at the ceiling and then I rub his chest get in his face and say his name really loudly... even the doctor was ready to work his magic... I think we all stop breathing... and then Pierce looked at me and said "what".. I told him he was not allowed not to talk... and that when we ask him a question he has to answer us... it was traumatic for all of us... oh are we glad that is over...

Now the doctor is applying some dressing... not sure if you can see all the instruments just lying around... but you better believe I was praying for a sterile environment and that God take away all the germs...

All done... and we are all ready for a nap... not a great 2 day of vacation... yuck... I think Pierce was looking at the doctor at this moment bc he was telling us "no swimming, no water, no sweat, no bug spray"... wow how were we going to do that with 3 more days of vacation... ?

We were going to stay in the hotel room... and we did do a lot of that... here Pierce and I are chilling in the room (it looks like I am topless but I am not that is just Pierce's pillow on me and of course he had to have his pillow, blanket and scout right afterwards... his comfort... and I think this was his 5th milk shake... we let him have whatever he wanted...

Wow what a memory... everyone was so helpful... ViVi, Grandad and Daddy thank you thank you... and thank God we were in a hotel that had a clinic and for taking care of us...

Oh and you might be wondering... the stitches are out and we are healing nicely... it took 10 days until we could take a shower or get it wet but we are so happy to be clean now... and healed.. with no infection... Praise God!

Also this day was thanksgiving... we have a lot to be thankful for...