Today’s 100 word story is a guest post by Erwin. After reading my Sunday Sesh post: Classic Moments of a Shazza in Bali, she said she wrote this reflection.
Sanur Flashbacks (for TPL)
It began with a coconut and a beer.
Well, before that pasta with a fuckwit new boss. Or before that, upstairs in fluro-lit sleven.
But truly, with kelapa muda, beer, de/retox.
Sunburn and a new friend with a pool where you could swim to the toilet.
Then, sate and mango smoothies, seven hours of karaoke, happy tos, daybeds.
Temans, bogans, boys from the band, EPL set.
And new year in the rain at CP, tentu saja.
It began with a coconut and a beer.
And ended with valium, red wine, Garuda flight.
Full circle, everything returning.
Apart from Tracie’s shoes.
Erwin, the girl who got her nickname from a fake licence bought at a butcher shop in Sanur, thankyou. I love this story. It sums up so much of our lives in Bali xxx TPL/TLG
Excellent. I really like it. Especialy the last line. I’m sure there’s an island of shoes out there somewhere
CP- the black hole for shoes…and your dignity.
Or some clever person with a little shoe stall, where all the shoes just happen to be in TPL’s size…