Homeward Bound

On this, my fourteenth day in Bali, I was woken at 4.30am by the biggest thunderclap I have ever heard.  Amazingly I went back to sleep again. The rain continued, on and off.
We checked out of the hotel at 12 but left our bags until 6pm when the shuttle driver, Toto (probably another Made), was to take us to the airport.
We went to Beachwalk Mall with another driver and it took forever because of the traffic so we decided not to see Star Wars which we planned to do.  Instead we wandered around the shops, had Burger King, and watched the employees of Johnny Rockets American style burger joint dancing randomly.  I also watched dozens of carp being fed while Chelsea shopped in H&M.

 All too soon, however, it was time to go.  We made it to the airport in plenty of time to access the Premier Lounge, which, unlike in Brisbane, had plenty of food and free alcohol.  The flight back wasn't full so we had a whole row each, until some tosser decided they were going to sit in my row, forcing me to sit in Chelsea's row so she couldn't sleep either. We arrived in Brisbane at 5am and went home to our respective beds. 
It's a week alter and I still resent paying more than $5 for a meal ...