Last month in Bali I cracked it for a nasty dose of bali belly which saw me make 1 trip to SOS & 2 trips(& 2 injections)To Kasih Ibu. By Australia day I was ready to venture out for a spot of shopping with some encouragement from my little big (expat) sister "Gendut". Dut picked me up at lunch time & the first stop was the money changers on the other side of the road near Bintang supermarket then upstairs for a bite at Rajahs. after the meal I was feeling ..well, a bit delicate so I ducked into the gents at the bottom of the stairs thinking they would be the same as the ladies loo with a pedestal dunny. BIG MISTAKE! Now I'm not as agile as I used to be when I spent my youth roaming south east asia looking for "adventure". In those days I had those squat dunnies beaten. Not any more folks! there I was awkwardly balanced over the aforementioned hole in the ground with one hand stretched out hanging onto the tap & hoping my aim would be true when my bloody hand phone went off. Dont know what the boys from Rajahs stationed at the bottom of the stairs thought cos I just started roaring with laughter. Poetic justice really as I had just about finished building 7 kos kos just around the corner from S.C.s accomodation with (you guessed it) squat dunnies