Starting to slowly get my stamina back so I enjoy some things around town.
I book a lovely massage at the spa across the street (and a hair treatment a couple days prior).
Found a pretty great local ice cream chain.
One of the things I failed to do my last visit due to being sick is the Campuhan Ridge Walk (Bukit Campuhan). It is a short path so I figure it would be something nice to do this morning prior to breakfast. After the short trail you end up in a quiet town. I walk by the spa someone recommend earlier in my travels. I want to visit but I probably won’t because it will be a little farther from my hotel than I desire. It is still early so not much in the town is open. I turn around and head back toward my hotel.
I try the pancakes for breakfast today.
I relax and later head back out for a burger since its what I am craving. I am enjoying being able to eat foods again.
My time of normalcy is short lived….
I am sick again. I thought because I was so ill a week prior and almost fully recovered that I had built some sort of immunity to Bali. I was wrong. Luckily it is not as bad as before but I am drained of energy and have little motivation and big fear of being too far from my hotel. This is supposed to be a relaxing place that everyone loves. Why am I always so miserable here?