The joys of travel
We had talked to Linda about the best way to get from the hotel to the airport and her considered opinion was that we would be better off taking the express train from KL Sentral Station ( no I haven't spelt that wrong). We arranged a taxi for 9.30 and went straight to the station, when we arrived ther the meter said 4.70 Ringits but the driver pressed a button and imposed a two Ringits surcharge,for no reason at all that we could see. It certainly lost him his tip.
We had purchased our train tickets at the hotel so were waved straight through to the Malaysia Airlines check in desk, where we duly checked in and gave up our suitcases. How nice to be unencumbered. The train took 30 minutes but was very comfortable and dropped us right in the middle of the airport.
We then had to join a foreign  passport queue to leave the country, as there weere only two desks open there were long queues. Eventually they opened another gate and we were about fifth inline or so we thought. the Indian gentleman at the front of the queue proceeded to call all of his family from the other two queues and were suddenly 25th in line. There was almost an international incident as people in our line protested loudly to be met with the response "We are family!" This so called family didn't wait for each other on the other side of the gates we noticed.
Once through this hurdle we had to catch a train out to our boarding gate which was a novel experience. The flight was good and we arrived in Bali on time and then the queues began again. First you had to line up,for a visa at a cost of 25 dollars each, apparently the 10 dollar visa was no longer available. Having got a visa you then had to queue for immigration with your visa in your hand. Then you collected your bags which someone had already taken off the belt before queuing again for customs. Our transfer was there waiting for us and we then had a 30 minute car journey to the hotel which proved to be lovely.
A quick walk down to a sandy beach, a look at the pool and a massive unpacking of suitcases followed before we walked to the ATM and became Indonesian Rupiah millionaires.,(15,000 Rupiahs to the £)
We had a very pleasant meal in a good restaurant and came home to bed marvelling at the number of queues we had endured during the day.