More camera grief

I didn't really intend these ramblings to be a and-then-we-did-this-and-then-we-did-that exposition. At some stage I hope to be a little more reflective. But. Stuff keeps happening. Today, the new camera karked it. Just refused to work. So back we trotted to a fairly sceptical Ubud Music Centre, who finally acknowledged that yes, the thing would not switch on, no matter how many times we tried a different battery. And wasn't it strange that the battery in the dud camera worked perfectly well in another one.

Goodbye Olympus, hello Panasonic again with fingers crossed.

Earlier we had enjoyed a long conversation with the Aussie mentioned earlier. I'll maintain his privacy, so no names, but he continues to surprise. Lovely man. He had just finished a session of Qigong, and did such a good sales job of it that we are investigating classes. New people are such horizon enhancers.

Dinner tonight, after a Golden Hands massage each for dodgy ageing shoulders and knees, was at Fair Warung Bale, the face of a charitable foundation that helps Ubud's young people, who do all the cooking and service. Absolutely delicious and such a rock bottom price that you couldn't just pay what they charged. Another place to revisit.

Finally, a moonlight swim to end a pretty satisfactory day. Tomorrow we will ... no, sorry, I wasn't going to do that.