The ant was at least the size of my thumbnail! It wandered erratically around the stone ledge until it found what it was looking for... a few grains of rice on a leaf, left as an offering at the cold jacuzzi in the garden. Here I sat, with my orange sarong floating all about me, catching my breath in short sharp gasps. I had just experienced an hour and a half Balinese massage, a sauna, and steam. Here I was left to cool down, and to enjoy a pot of green tea and honey, before my stomach massage... to aid in digestion. Ahhhh!