Trouble In Paradise

My apologies. We are in the middle of nowhere and our internet connection is not letting us load photos. We'll try and figure it out for tomorrow.

So, when Ryan gets sick it's usually quite superficial. The boy has a strong immune system and apart from sniffles and the occasional cold, he's healthy all the time. I don't know what it is about holidays but he always crashes at least for one day. To give you some sort of indication how bad it is this time, he hasn't eaten since yesterday and he ordered a virgin (there you go, Alex) cocktail at lunch and didn't drink it, opting to leave me to eat my meal while he slept. I'll save you the details but it ain't pretty. I'm wondering if I got a touch of what he's got. No fever for me but lets just say the bathroom is getting a run for it's money.

We... er, I had breakfast in the room at Sayan and then packed while Ryan stayed in bed. Our car met us at noon and we made the trek to our new destination. Again, it was 43 kilometers and it took us just under 2 hours to get there. We were dodging chickens, dogs, children, and anything else you can possibly think of. To make matters worse, it is a year that the Balinese have their Cremation Ceremonies (happens every 5 years). People are buried temporarily until this time, but they must be cremated "as otherwise the path to reincarnation is cut off." It is possible to have a separate cremation without burial, without waiting, if the family is willing to pay the substantial cost. Needless to say, there are a lot of dead people that need cremating and traffic was a nightmare.

We got here and... wow. Just, wow. The room isn't as fancy as the last place we stayed (still amazing) but the setting is spectacular! I'll leave it at that for right now. We'll do a video of the room once Ryan is feeling better and everything is cleaned up... oh, and we can post pictures.