A van from the hotel was there to pick us up. Bunna came to greet us too, I gave him a big hug, it was so nice to see him again.
We had fresh breakfast by the pool at the Sonalong Boutique Village and then went upstairs, amongst the tree tops, to our rooms.
After we settled in, we had a swim while one of the girls went with Bunna to meet her friend who was flying in from Norway to join the tour. What a pleasure it was to have her on our journey, she was so much fun.
I didn't have too much planned for the first day, not after the long flight. We were supposed to go and get our temple pass and watch the sunset but a huge storm blew up with thunder & lightening so we didn't do that. We went for a massage instead.
It was teaming with rain. Bunna and his friend, our other tuktuk driver came to pick us up. I put the other 3 girls in Bunna's tuktuk because I knew what a safe driver he was and I went on a crazy drive through the pouring rain in the other. We thought we were going to tip out a few times, I had to be pulled back in.
We eventually all arrived in one piece at Lemongrass Garden Massage and Spa. All the girls were very pleased with their treatments, a little stronger than what they are used to receiving in Australia. We went back a second time during our stay.
For dinner I had made a booking up the road for a 7 course dinner at a fine dinning restaurant. I'd tried to explain to them in Australia about this fabulous restaurant I had found, but they didn't get why I was so excited till we walked in and saw the table set with polished silverware and gleaming wine glasses. Then the exquisite food arrived course by course, so delicious and beautifully presented.
It was the lady from Norway's birthday feast. I ordered a birthday cake which unfortunately we were too full to eat and it ended up a squashed and melted mess covered in ants when we went to visit Mt Kulen Waterfall. Anyway, it was a nice thought and the dinner was scrumptious (I hope I haven't used up all my words for delicious dinners as we had many)
Because of the mud from the storm we didn't want to walk back and we all squashed together into one tuktuk - I don't know how & the little bike pulling us only just made it. It all added to the merriment.
Near the end of dinner, someone made a squeeky noise on her chair that sounded like a fart and we all started giggling. Then we couldn't stop. We were all so tired we were nearly delirious and stuffed with fabulous food and so happy at the start of our big adventure that we just couldn't stop lauging at the farting noise. We laughed till our bellies hurt and were still laughing when arrived back at the hotel to try and sleep.
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