… in which I was laid low by some “Bali belly” …
I was supposed to do a tour this day but my sleep was punctuated by frequent visits to the loo. I was not keen on the amount of car time I would have, nor the options of the restrooms available.
I canceled my tour three hours before it was supposed to start. I payed a 100% penalty for it, but it was worth it based on how the rest of my day went.
What I did not expect was the tour guide to show up and hunt me down at the resort not once, but twice. In retrospect, he was hunting for a tip. I am not inclined to tip for a canceled service anyway, so I don’t feel too bad for the fellow.
My day was spent reading more books in the shade, hydrating, and then applying alcohol internally.