Bali Bagus, and Sit down on the chair please sir

Well Its been 9 months since my last blog entry which is a long time between drinks. I find myself back in Bali for the 21st trip. It's funny as the place is changing but as I walk down the street it still feels the same as my first visit. The smells are the same and the people always saying something to you whether it be selling a t-shirt, transport, massage or giving a card that when you open it, they exclaim "Oh my god! You have won a major prize". Then the idea is that you have to go with them to a hotel and to claim your prize, some other guy gives you a whole spiel about time share in Bali. Its not really new as its been going on for a few years now.

What is different is that there is a new supermarket called Carrefour. It has to be seen to be believed. Its so massive that many of the satff get around on Rollerblades. Yes you heard me. These dudes scoot around as without them it would simply take too long to get from one side to the other. They sell all your white goods, TV's (plasmas and LCD) clothes, garden supplies, hardware, and then in the same complex the next 10 isles would have food, fruit, veges, packet stuff and then they have food ready to go including stuff that looks like it died about 20 mins before you got there.
Just as I was leaving this monstrosity this guy who was selling this massage chair approached me. I had a bit of time so I listened to his broken english sales pitch. It was sort of like a jasn recline rocker but this one massaged your feet. Anyway I thought I'd test it out. You put your foot in and he pushed a button and Bingo the whole bottom half of the chair engulfed your lower leg and in particular, your feet. He then pushed another button and then blow me down the thing started to massage and caress your feet and calves. It was one of those things that I couldn't work out whether it was ticklish or it was hurting. There where these ball things the size of marbles on rubbing the bottom of your foot and at the same time the chair was squishing your feet. It was a really weird but pleasurable sensation. It was going great and at about 30 seconds into the demo - bang - the power went out. My feet and legs were trapped in this chair and the sales guy didn't know what to do. He had to get his boss and then by this time a crowd of Indonesians had gathered around. They look at it and talked about it for a while, then decided to get down on their hands and knees in their suits and try and unclaw me with their bare hands. I could feel tensions were high in the crowd and Finally they got one foot released after I also was pulling at my own leg to get it out., I finally got the other leg out much to the delight of the swelling crowd, who were all clapping. I felt like yelling out., "I'M OK, I'M OK". Needless to say that the guy understood that I was really interested in buying the chair.