i said breakfasts had been the hi-light sof my trip. true that. every morning i start the day with good fresh papaya, passion fruit, pineapple, good feta cheese and bread. it's awesome.
today, i stayed in for the morning. girls went out for some shopping. i decided i will stay in and chill out. i did so and later headed to soho coffee shop, the shittiest but the tastiest bacon i've ever had. it was funny. i surfed the internet and facebook. chatted a bit. it was quite relaxed.
at 2 i headed to sanur beach for kitebaording. i advanced really fast. i got in the water today. both meself and the trainer were surprised. definitely physics and wakeboarding both had helped me. it sounds a bit geeky with "physic" involved but it's true. anyways, i steered the kite while in water and it was quite exciting. i was really aggressive that kutak (i believe this is how the name of the trainer is being spelled) was laughing. i guess he was enjoying it too.
anyways, the driver that we paid 38 dollars a day for more than 12 hours of service, drove me back home.
i was shattered so a nap was really helpful but impossible. absolutely not enough time. N (a friend of mine from dubai) was arriving tonight. i had to take her to the villa i found her. it was a nice villa, but she didn't like it that much. R and J were off to kudeta for a dinner with the owners of the club to see if they can do that in dubai (very cool idea), where we were supposed to join them for seventh birthday of the club. big party.
so L (another friend), S (sort of collegue of mine), naghme and i went to have dinner in this restaurant called waresan. the owner is a french-algerian guy called saieed - apparently the head chef as well. a very classy restaurant with a cool bar. we had few drinks at the bar and got acquainted with this brits from singapore. they tried to be funny! they were a bit but i'm not into them that much. as usual a 50 something year old woman hitted on me! men i'm pissed with this luck!
the food was just great. it was a fancy restaurant and we had to book the table before hand but when you are with R, you can be sure that everything is possible. she practically knows everyone in bali!
a four course super quality meal with a bottle of chardonnay and few other drinks costs around 50 dollars. dirt cheap. for that meal and service, i have to pay 130+ dollars in dubai. it was really nice.
after the dinner we arrived at kudeta. by far the best party i've ever had so far happened here. when we arrived, one-two former inxs were playing. very good music. champaign, good drinks and cocktails and a very good dj after ex-inxs were done.
i partied until 4 a.m. awesome party. i haven’t had that much fun in ages. good drink, nice ladies, beautiful weather, by the ocean and soho’s cheeseburger with ham on the side after that. it was sweeeeeeeeeeeet. the unpleasant part of it was that i never got laid the whole trip. mostly for i’m not good at picking up the girls at the bar (in fact never done that now that I think about it) as well as i found myself having a 52 year old chubby hanging from my neck telling me how she needs me to get her home! there were hundreds more which never happened, for some i guess obvious reasons. and there was S kept reminding me of how i left the rest of the girls alone and they are now not in kudeta and how dangerous it could be. forgetting that the youngest of them all was 35 and could well be busy a bit and take good care of themselves! guess she asking for something that i was not prepared to give. she’s a nice girl or woman better to say, but worries everyone’s ass off

the thing about the whole trip was that it was really humbling in a way. fortunately, i got to see how much of a jerk we could be. we the ones who are from the selected part of the society here in dubai! a member of dubai selected society. the jet sets! driving the best cars, yet wandering in our small world in circles and everyday the same shit! we are well able to delay the flight out of our own stupidity, then criticize the flight staff for the havoc we caused, call the flight “maid airways” only for poor ladies on the flight happens to be from indonesia where most of the house maids in uae are from! this part was not nice. in fact was disgraceful. and i was too lame and to useless to defy that! we are not perfect, are we? (doesn't it sound a bit like mel gibson?)

man of golden words - by motherlovebone

wanna show you something like the joy inside my heart
seems i’ve been living in the temple of the dog
where would i live, if i were a man of golden words?
or would i live at all?

words and music, my only tools
communication

and on her arrival, i will set free the birds
it’s a pretty time of year when the mountains sing out loud
tell me, mr. golden words how’s about the world?
tell me can you tell me at all

words and music, my only tools
communication

let’s fall in love with music
the driving force of our livings
the only international language
divine glory, the expression
the knees bow, the tongue confesses
the lord of the lords, the king of the kings
the king of the kings

words and music, my only tools
communication