Balinese postcard (number two)

When we arrived they were still in the same place: sitting in the front porch, drinking a glass of wine. I noticed that the wine had become red since lunch. It was now 11 pm, and we had just arrived from dinner in this spot called The Loft, that served nice hummus and a reasonable margarita, and played Talking Head’s song This Must be the Place twice. There was a latino party on the other side of the road, in a joint called The Hatch. Upon seeing the couple we thought to ourselves that they had spent all day in the villa, moving back and forth between the swimming pool and their bungalow, that is the same size as ours (meaning: the size of your parent’s bedroom, with a typical balinese – did I ever mention that to you? – open-air bathroom). They were old, his back already a bit curved, and she was very fat in the belly but had thin legs (Carol said she had a “fridge-woman” body type). They were German. I couldn’t see him clearly at night, he seemed to be sitting behind her. We entered our bungalow and proceeded with the pre-sleeping rituals of cleaning and being. While I was doing my routine social media checking, a routine that was alarmingly growing day by day, I heard them speak. He had a loud, grave voice, while hers was mature and elegant. They laughed – my German is not even close to good, but I felt that he had told a joke. They seemed sweet, for I remember this morning that he went to the swimming pool while we were starting to eat breakfast in our front porch and she followed suit when I started drinking coffee, which I always save for last, and when she arrived at the pool she kissed him in his forehead. Carol and I wondered why on earth would a German couple come to Bali to spend some days in a comfortable but small villa with shitty wi-fi. I remembered that Le Carré line that says that people talk better when there is a view. Maybe that’s it: maybe they like this view. Or maybe there’s another reason. In the end, you can never tell. People will always be one step ahead of you in what respects their own reasons and feelings.