In Reply to: More memories. posted by Physim on Sunday, 30. May 2021 at 16:54 Bali Time:
I needed a new pair of Jandals (thongs). I found a perfect pair and went through the bartering ritual until I got a "good for you, good for me" price. Paid up and the charming older lady went and put them in a plastic bag for me. When I got back to the hotel, they weren't the pair I had chosen and in fact didn't even match. In a situation like that you have two choices: wind yourself up and be angry or simply laugh. I laughed and wore the unmatched jandals for the rest of that trip. Who checks out a bloke's jandals anyway.