After spending a sultry, sweaty morning at GWK Cultural Park, we sought the solace of the seaside. Sanur Beach Market Place offered a beautiful beachside location for lunch.

Sanur Beach is Bali’s earliest beach resort, the golden sands a contrast to the dark volcanic grains of Seseh.

We were appalled by the condition of some dogs we had seen in Bali but this fella looked very contented in the sunshine.

A group of musical orphans wound their way through the market. I couldn’t resist a donation, although I knew it wasn’t nearly enough.

Suffering the worst case of cankles known to womankind, I was easily convinced to partake of a post prandial fish spa. Despite his pedal sensitivity, Michael bravely accompanied me in the experience.

The tiny, toothless garra rufa fish nibble enticingly at the unwanted dead tissue on the feet, fortunately leaving the good stuff alone.

Time for another beer………