M Spa: Caines present to me!

Bali is tres famous for its swanky Spas of abundant joy so Caine booked me into the one pictured above for my 27th Birthday.  It was even more thrilling than the picture suggests.  I had a Indonesian massage followed by a Balinese Honey Body mask darling!  I left feeling 20 years younger and a little breathless.  Indonesia has revived us both and we now feel refreshed and very happy to be away from the winterous little Britain once more as we soak in the sun and dislocate our shoulders in the ten foot waves of extreme power.

This is the land of 'I am what I am" and around each corner are bars full of dancing and miming drag queens dazzling their audiences with outfits more spectacular than Cher, dance routines more energetic than S Club 7 and wigs bigger than Sir Elton John.  Caine's foot taps a little too hard to the music and I fear I may find him donning the stillettos and slapping on the lippy before we leave.  I still haven't got a job for when I return to Londonia so I'm learning the whole lip sync thing just incase.  The 2nd Bali bombing last month has once again put a huge dent in Bali's tourism industry and there are not many tourists around here now, which makes the place even more relaxing and friendly.