Ascending the first hill for miles,we turn right into the village of Cornu. Most of the gardens have wells & there is one shop which looks a Russian palace. There are trees full of apple blossom everywhere & it is a wonderful sight to behold!
The Bali Spa emerges at the end of a private road (more like a track). We have been given a suite as Rich is a valued customer. (Rich is short for Richard & not the state of his bank a/c!). Later,when I tell the Maitre d' that I miss Rich when he is in Romania, he tells me that they miss him when he is in England!
Leaving the 4 poster bed ,day bed & whirlpool bath behind,we go for a short walk in the hotel orchard before dinner.The day has taken on a surreal quality now & I feel as though I am in an alternative reality after being in Leeds only this morning.
After a very good dinner of aubergine dip & steak in balsamic sauce, both delicious,we sit on an enormous velvet settee, & without warning,a Balinese dancer descended the stairs & performed a traditional dance while dressed in red & gold silk robes. I found the display very moving & found myself wanting to imitate the head,neck & hand movements while seated.( I don't think anyone noticed as all eyes were on the young dancer). I discovered later that the dance is about a girl & a bird & a dance partner is needed. I would volunteer,but I would be Dawn French to her Darcy Bussell, & I don't think I would like the laughter.
I now feel that I am in Bali on holiday what with the cool tiled floors,the dark wood furniture & the dancing. Oh & the lovely sunny evening.
More later AM
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