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Travel Blogs from Bali
... as with
anything new, proved difficult to get the hang of. There is just not enough
time for us with our ageing brains to assimilate very much in 45 minutes never
mind master it sufficiently to dance it at full tempo by the end of the lesson.
Anyway we will get there if we persist I am sure.
In search of enlightenment Jo went to observe the duplicate
Bridge contest. She has been advised ‘that she is NOT part of the ...
... my first night, the hardest part was over. Feeling uplifted by this thought I rolled out of bed, did some morning yoga and went to sit down in the garden to meditate. The morning air was crisp and cool, having not yet been burdened by the sweltering heat of another day, and life everywhere was rejoicing in its glory. As I sat in perfect stillness on a cushion in the middle of a open hut with a thatch roof, the songs of birds, crickets, ...
... stroking a cute looking monkey but it screamed and nearly munched on my hand the little fecker!
The next thing we booked up was a fire dance at one of the temples, well it wasn't quite as exciting as the bike tour, pretty much a load of semi naked blokes dancing round some fire singing, well making odd sounding noises whilst we all sat in uncomfortable plastic chairs for an hour. Probably the best part of the performance was before the show started where ...
Selamat sore! Good evening, followers!
We are now writing to you from Bali, where we have followed Delboy and Rodders (Dave) and become millionaires! With a budget of one million rupiah a day, we are enjoying the finer things in life - even paid 300,000 for dinner tonight...rock'n'roll (genuinely equates to about £17).
After departing the airport, we were immediately introduced to Balinese driving. Even Littlest Spindler would be scared of these ...
... and swing at each other, they are scored with deep gashes all over their backs. I saw a little boy about 6 or 7 with the scratches on the back, and we watched a few battles go. We missed the girls doing their traditional performance. We did however go into a few of the homes where the women weave shawls, scarves and mats that they hand dye and prepare. The woman I bought some from explained the process of using different plants to dye the threads and ...