So we reach the one week mark. And  behold – the airport here on Bali is closed. Once again the volcano is spewing out ash and makes for a closed airport. This is not a problem for us yet, but there are several in Katja’s course that awaits loved ones. Some should already be here, others are supposed to arrive today. But no, the airport is closed and since it’s high season now there are not that many seats available when you need to reschedule. Hopefully they’ll all arrive in time to spend time with there partners, and hopefully it’ll be alright by the time we’re heading home. I spend the day at Hubud while Katja attends the second to last day in class. Tomorrow is supposedly a more ceremonial day, and the last of the yoga poses are done today. I download and make ready for a new web-site. More on that on a later day. I continue to read up on technical issues in the IT world, browse for used cars back home, try to determine what kind for storage solution to buy and what kind of monitor I’ll have in my home office. All these decisions. There was a car we’ve kept our eye on since April actually. It’s been slowly lowered in price and we had an agreement with the seller to test drive it a day or two after coming home. And then it got sold. So close, but no cigar on that one. Buying a car is never really good business, but it’s hard to keep doing what we do without. Most days require a bag for the morning training, the PC bag for work, and then the martial arts bag for the evening training. Bringing all that on public transportation is not a good option. Neither is getting around between the gyms, work and dojo’s without spending 4 times as long as we do in a car. Hopefully we’ll get a hold of something upon arrival. We have also booked us in on a lot of different “activities” upon return. We have two weeks before starting work and have to get through dentist, optician, getting the mole’s checked, getting a haircut (well not me, but you know…) and meeting with the bank about future savings and loans. Getting that puzzle to add up so we don’t run around criss-crossing town, and make it (almost) at the same time has been a little work.We think it’s all good now, and hopefully there will be no reschedule from any of them. Oh, and we’re gonna buy a new bed when we get home. We’ve had it since we moved to the house in 2003. Anyone want an old bed? I take a Vinyasa flow class with Bex, then wait a half hour before it’s time for Community class. This is a free class for everyone to attend and it’s begin taught by one for Katja’s course mates – Sally. She does an phenomenal job in teaching. First class ever and about 70 people in the room. Gotta appreciate that.

Katja comes home and we have agreed to have dinner across the street. Maz and Emma joins us and we have a great conversation for hours before it’s time to go home. I’ve drunk more than my share of the Bintang’s and more or less collapse into bed upon arrival in the room. Katja have to get ready for the last day and rummage round as usual trying to make me have an opinion about this dress or that. Like I ever was able to do that, Bintang or not…