The trip started on a rather bad note, with me losing my ATM card at the airport. After checking in, I tried to buy travel insurance on an AXS machine, which subsequently swallowed my ATM card and hung. While asking for help at the information desk, it decided to un-hang itself and spat my card out. When I returned to the machine, I realized I’m in deep shit when I saw people using the machine. I have to call up the bank to cancel the card with only S$40 in my wallet. As I thought the worst was over, I was dealt with another blow when I tried to do a currency exchange with my credit card. Apparently, that’s considered a cash advance and I’ll be charged on daily interest, which the kind lady at the counter told me it’s not worth it. I tried calling the bank to ask if there’s anything they can do, which they said no. This is what I call “shit happens” and no one’s responsible. Anyway, after a few quick phone calls, I managed to get some help from friends whom I’ll be meeting a couple days later.

That’s not the end to all my troubles (not going to bore you guys with it). But I see as a new experience, so now I know. Oh, and upon checking into the hotel in Kuta, I found this very interesting item on my desk. How thoughtful… unfortunately, I’m not into balloon sculptures:P