I recall one fatefull night (or more likely early morning) Bestie and I ran out of peanuts into the P@@sing rain. Jumped a Bemo, trying hard to haggle the price as we headed for Kuta Beach Club. Got about halfway up the street the hotel was in and stopped. Couldn't see a thing, pitch black and raining sheep and camels. What's the problem I ask frantically?? Oh No froblem, car not go - you walk. Road like swim fool. So out we get, begin to hastily make our way along roadside. We aquirred a decorative bamboo umbrella from some dingy establishment as we went. Karma saw me drop straight into the open ditch and waist high filthy water!! Finally made it home, shower & bed. Next morning on waking, we wander out to find a ramshackle umbrella at the side of our room - more holes in it than a sieve.
Bestie says "You realise that was the drain you fell into on the way home?" Shhh.. Don't tell anyone!