So, dear friends of Leaveandlive Bali. This post fills me with satisfaction. Yes, because, with great pleasure, now I can happily say that: “Even Sarah makes mistakes”.
But let’s start from the beginning. Today, it’s a busy day. In order:
– Going to the Crown Relocation Company, 15 kilometers from home, to check if our container from Italy could be shipped here
– Running to the web agency in Sanur to commission our new website
– Return faster at home to accommodate the vet (Ombra has some spots on the hair, which could mean that we all have scabies 😯😑😠😢😣).
Well. The first appointment is the easiest. Practically as fact. We arrive at the spot indicated on Google maps where the Crown Relocation Company is, but instead we find ourselves in front of a Gas Factory. The word “gas” combined with that one of “Bali”scared me just thinking. We move cautiously on the other side of the road where we see an office. Two windows give on the sidewalk. Sarah tries to ask for some infos and she knock on the door.
The man inside the office is preparing to open, but the door, damn, is closed. Embarrassed he stared at Sarah and she stared back at him with an expression that I know very well. Idiot !! He understands. He runs to take the keys on the table, then inserts them into the lock but … The door remains closed. Sarah is quickly growing impatient. He, with increasingly panic, tries to force the door. Nothing. The door remains closed. Help. Now I look at it too. Idiot!!
Idea: he runs back to the table, then fumbles not know where and comes back. In his hand is a pair of pliers. Nooo, I shout from the window. Too late. The gripper exerts an resistance force too strong on the key. SPAC !!!! Strange, it is broken. Dejected the man looks at us and, what does? He opens the door beside and goes out from the other window !!! HE IS REALLY IDIOT!! 😒😒
We pass over and ask the directions. Nothing. If we had asked to a stone we would have been more successful. Sarah finally decides to call the Crown. She speaks with a guy asking him for our contact person, Okkey. He says that now she is not there and mantains that his company is not where we are. We have to go to “monculonia” (very far place in italina), in Denpasar area.
Sara goes ahead to speak with suspicion. She insists that Okkey gave her an appointment near the Tiara Gatsu (Balinese mall) and here we are.
He answered that yesterday he was there, but to make 😕😕 …shopping…mah…
He gives us the new address in Monculonia in Denpasar. The GPS show us 20 km of road. Here in Bali we seem to 100. We go through the streets of the “never busy city”. An hour later we stop in the area. We do not find the exact location. Sarah called again. The same guy picks up the phone. We can see him. He nods. Finall… But, why is she entering the DigiBali – web agency..Sarah ?????? !!!!! 😠😠😠😠😠
Sarah looks at me with the same face of the broken-key man and the only thing that is able to whisper is:”ooops.”
In short, those who saved the name of a supplier with the phone of another supplier ??????? 👌👏👏👊Good. Now go home on foot!!
I sign her mistake, It could come in handy in the future. 😛😛😛…