So, this morning I decided to wake nice and early — around 5.20am to be precise. I stretched and wailed a little … just enough to wake Ma and Pa, or well, not really wake them, rather rouse them into a semi-zombie like state so that Daddy decided to take me down to the beach for sunrise.
Once I heard him get out of the shower and grumble that he was going to come get me out of bed, I went back to sleep! What a trickster I am!
I let Daddy sleep till around 7.30am before I got him up again and this time we were going for a walk — no getting out of it this time!
So here I am in our very narrow (that’s another story) laneway, ready to hit the beach.
Around 15 minutes later, Daddy and I were safe and sound in the closest WiFi cafe to our home, which just happens to be beachfront, Sanur. While Dad had a latte (yes, he’s an Obama voter) I just chilled out and looked beautiful.
Once we were done there, we cruised along the beach boardwalk for a kilometre or so admiring the blue skies, white sands, and leathery Euro tourists then cut back inland to Batujimbar Cafe, where Daddy had another latte and ordered me a fruit salad with yoghurt and honey.
The fruit salad was pretty tasty, but I was more than content just looking beautiful … what do you think of my curls — pretty lovely huh?
After the cafe I got tired and grumpy and none of the pics Dad took are fit to be printed, but I thought I’d finish with this one — for all those who think Daddy is looking at Bali through rose-tinted glasses… Bali is soooo cool!
Love you all and see you all soon.
PS we have baby frogs in our pool and if you come and stay I’ll catch some for you.
Kisses
Lyla bear