Ubud Terrace Bungalows

... The irrigation system was equally impressive and is governed
by a small community who decides how water is going to be channeled
to the different fields. The women invited us to help them separate
the rice from the stalks which of course we tried but didn't do
right (check out the video). Carla's always the first to volunteer
to try anything and I think she did great! By the way, in case you
are wondering, the stalks are not just discarded ...

... tourists who visit the island. We stayed at a bungalow around 100 meters away from the shore with open views of the crashing waves. Nothing beats hearing the sound of the crashing ocean as you fall asleep at night...

One of the reasons why our stay over at this magical place was so great was because of the people we spent it with. All together, our group consisted of me, Michael, Paul, Paul's mom Denise, Dagmara and Emily. Dagmara is a girl from Poland ...

... 20k and he actually bargained with me instead of laughing (as I had expected him to!)! I decided I quite liked the item and we settled on 30k - less than 2 pounds! Of course, when we went to Gunung Kawi the next day they were everywhere but I am still happy with it! Haha. I have a story to tell which is the main thing! I cycled back to Ubud via a different route - stopping near a section of rice fields that were occupied by a family of herons ...

... their huge duty free mall and bought myself a drink. I went to my gate with 25 minutes left before departure and they were already on final call and closing the doors! I'm all for being on time but there is no need to leave early for the love of god! Man would I have been ****** off if I had missed my flight due to it being early and not me being late. So Bali, what can I say thus far? I am finally below the equator but not by much so it's quite a ...

... wonderfully giving me a flashback to Trafalgar Square when my life was simple and getting to a farewell performance of Les Mis, a minor heart condition, moving my entire life to the other side of the world and a lack of a working visa, was all I had to worry about, (sigh!). I jerk back painfully to reality and notice the huge bulk of Mr. Ketut, (Hitherto to be known as the Unutterably moronic throwback to a simpler time when multi-cellular life had yet to ...

... use for personal care but consume (including Girl Scout Cookies!!), we're all contributing to the tearing down of the rainforest of the orangutan. In the very, very near future there won't be anywhere for them to live...in fact they're talking about having to euthanize some of those that have been rehabilitated (having been retrieved from homes, esp in China, where they are a fashionable pet). But there's just no where for them to go. The ...

... paar weken door Bali trok en wiens chauffeur (die je hier huurt bij je huurauto) familie was van de overledene. Ik besloot te wachten tot de ceremonie begon, want hier had ik over gehoord. De ceremonies binnen het hindoegeloof en zeker die van de hogere kastes, zoals deze beste man, schijnen voor toeristen erg bijzonder te zijn om te zien. Na meer dan twee uur kwam er eindelijk beweging in. Achter het grote paard bleek een tweede draagbaar met een troon te zijn. De kist werd op ...

... even higher at the sight of four fly-girls in black bondage gear on the back of a truck, a dancing advertisement for Mr. Dolphin tattoo studios, complete with a giant replica of a tattoo needle. The crowd roared at a little pot-bellied, knobby-kneed man in a Superman suit cavorting with glee amongst the girls like a sprite on ecstasy. That little guy had moves. Bringing up the rear of the grand finale was a troupe of Indonesian punk ...