Till we meet again

An alternative to a morning of tanning would be a wild ride down the rapids of Rendang. So wild, the strap of my black spag snapped.

White Water Rafting

And of course a ride that wild had to be followed with an afternoon of self pamper. It began with mani and pedi along the Kuta stretch, and ended off with the hot stone massage at the Febri's Spa (If my memory doesnt fail me).

Just before we bade farewell, we found time to linger by the beach for a while longer, grabbing that last satay and avocado milkshake.

And thats the last of Bali.