A 4-day visit to the Indonesian island of Bali, anchored in Ubud.
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Dinner on the first night -- apologies to the others, I was the last to arrive in Bali. (Do I make up for it with my native gear?)
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Dinner at a local mom-and-pop shop that features lots of vegetarian dishes.
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Jackfruit curry!
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Lots of little geckos came out at night. We felt right at home.
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The next morning, this little guy was crawling his way over to mum and dad's room.
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We stayed at the same home stay as last year.
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We had a local king with us for the duration of the trip.
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Breakfast on the porch of mum and dad's ornate room.
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One singing local resident knew how to say "hello".
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Checking out the hotel's little pool and yoga deck, in the bright morning sun.
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Something about these beds could be made a bit more ergonomic.
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Which of these two vehicles would be more practical to rent?
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At the local temple, many women come to give offerings throughout the day.
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They sprinkle water from flowers that they hold in their right hands.
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A familiar reflection in one of the many, many motorbikes about town.
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Two women stop and chat, despite the heavy load.
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Walking along a shaded street to...
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...the Neka Art Museum, home to Balinese, other Indonesian, and foreign art.
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A statue of a Garuda (the mythical bird, not the airline) welcomes visitors.
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Her knees?
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Someone was working on a drawing.
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This owl looks shocked to be in the painting.
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Family portrait: three people and a moss-covered statue.
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A neat local painting.
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Hello, from afar!
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The inner ceiling of one of the buildings at the museum -- made of woven bamboo strips.
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One of the many dried-grass roofs you see throughout Bali.
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As mum said, a modern Balinese musician.
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Tourist! Tourist!
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This little green guy was waiting to greet us for lunch.
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The view from the restaurant: of the adjacent valley, and ridge on the other side. (We walked along the ridge last year.)
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Can't have lunch without a quality cold beer to go with it.
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Mum and her pineapple smoothie.
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A delicious vegetarian lunch: pumpkin curry, greens, and nice red rice.
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Enough said.
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Caution: low-dangling trees.
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This mass of bamboo has become too heavy for itself, and is perched precariously across this road.
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A river that flows far beneath the main road.
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Many shades of hand-dyed cotton at Threads of Life.
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Two ladies stroll down the street in their templewear.
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After a warm day, a late afternoon dip in the pool can help cool things down.
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Strong as bull.
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Two refreshed travelers, ready for a night on the town!
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This village seemed to specialize in wood carving -- specifically, frames.
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We went up to the village of Petulu to see the area where the herons of Bali come to sleep at night.
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Look closely, and you'll see a tree filled with white birds.
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We waited in a nearby rice field, with the few other tourists who were curious to check out this phenomenon.
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Who let this group of loonies out of the birdcage?
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Lots of white blobs up in that tree. (Unfortunately, they also release a more deadly white blob, too. So watch where you stand.)
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As the sun was setting, hundreds more herons were still flying in. I guess these guys were coming from farther away.
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Dinner at the slowest restaurant in Ubud. At least it was tasty!
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Another breakfast on mum and dad's posh porch.
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Our cycling tour starts off with a beautiful view -- of Lake Batur and the surrounding mountains.
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Mount Batur, seen here, is an active volcano. The dark in the foreground is volcanic rock.
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Couldn't have asked for a more picturesque breakfast (number two of the day).
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Continuing up the mountain; obviously, we haven't yet gotten our bikes.
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Our guide points out to our group various local plants and vegetables.
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This yawning civet cat is angry that he was woken up from his sleep. "WE'RE NOCTURNAL, FOLKS!"
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Tasting 3 different types of coffees, two teas, and a cocoa -- all local to Bali.
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Too much warm liquid right before a bike ride.
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Mum sips her very expensive cup of Civet Coffee -- you know, the kind where the beans have been swallowed and pooped by our friend the night cat.
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Finally, ready to ride! Some helpers help equip the two kids in our group with their safety helmets.
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Ready? Steady?
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Blue skies, rice fields, downward slope. What more could you ask for?
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We stopped at a family compound, where the families make a living weaving bamboo mats.
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Reflection of a rambutan?
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This woman separates two layers of the bamboo -- each layer has a different use.
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The kids get up close and personal with the family cow. And a cleaver.
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On Bali, cows are sacred and people don't eat beef. Unlike poor pigs, however.
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We continue along. I think we might've even had to pedal this stretch.
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A little girl waits in her family's compound doorway, to watch the strange foreigners go by.
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I can't think of many worse things to carry on my head.
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A stop for a stroll in the rice fields.
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Green group shot.
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The family carefully navigated their way through the rice.
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More beautiful sky and beautiful downhill driving.
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Lots of local kids were out to play football...
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...at the base of a 500-year-old Banyan Tree.
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We also stopped at a wood carver's workshop. He specialized in doors and door frames.
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Too bad it isn't easier to take a door like this back to Toronto!
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Tools of the trade.
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I want that one!
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Almost time to say goodbye to my two new friends.
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This guy, on the other hand, is not my friend.
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A monkey and a hare... sounds like there should be a fable about the pair.
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Standing at the bridge down to an old temple in the ravine of the monkey forest.
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Obviously this stone carver had taken a lesson or two from Madonna.
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Yes, I'd trust these two to guard my temple, too.
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Peek-a-boo?
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How come it's the ladies who are stuck carrying a stack of a dozen bricks each on their heads?
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I see you up there, you little rascal.
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A beautiful floating flower arrangement outside a restaurant.
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Yes! This will be my future ride.
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Time to cool off -- again!
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Remind me again -- why the ladies?
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A guy and his dog sit together to watch the soccer game.
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Tonight, we're out to watch a performance of Kecak Dance.
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In this Balinese dance form, there are no accompanying instruments.
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Instead, the men make all the musical noises themselves.
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The cast of characters was very similar to the more traditional dance that we saw last year.
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This dance performance ends with a man who can walk on (and kick) fire.
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Dinner that night was at, of course, a Cuban restaurant.
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Dad's going to drink that sangria all by himself.
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No evening is complete without a scoop on a cone.
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The next morning, a car trip outside Ubud to other interesting areas of Bali.
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At the Elephant Cave, or Goa Gajah, there's a bathing temple with carp swimming around.
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These two were satisfied looking at the bathing temple from above.
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The entrance to the cave is "a relief of various menacing creatures and demons carved right into the rock at the cave entrance." [Source: Wikipedia]
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Offerings inside the cave.
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A really tall tree.
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The grounds of the Elephant Cave extend into a valley, with lots of moss growing all over everything.
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[Cue ray of light music.]
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Creepy tree roots.
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More meandering through the valley area.
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Stone carvings at the side of the path that you'd likely not notice if you weren't looking.
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Pretty lotuses in a fairly reflective pond.
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I think this guy needs to make an appointment with an orthodontist.
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A very picturesque stepped rice paddy.
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We had a comfy car and a driver for the day. Now, we're stuck in traffic on our way to Bali's second most important temple.
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A boy helps get his little brother in order.
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We're going to see an annual festival at Pura Ulun Danu Batur, and we have to dress for the part!
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He looks convincingly local, no?
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The two men, in their best temple gear. They'll blend right in!
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This father and son had already paid their respects, and were heading home.
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People come from all over Bali to attend this ceremony, which spans about 4 weeks. We went on a Sunday -- the busiest day of the week to go!
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Can you spot the foreigner?
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Can you spot the statues?
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You had to be aggressive to get in through the main entrance.
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People arrive throughout the day; the women bring offerings on their heads.
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Group shot. I'd say we fit right in.
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This was the crowd waiting to enter the praying area. They let people in in batches.
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A gamelan, the members of which looked like they'd rather be some place else.
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This little boy looks like he's also wondering what he's doing here and when he can leave.
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The crowds wait patiently to enter the prayer area.
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Did I mention that people come from all over Bali to pay their respects during this time?
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Here's part of the crowd, within the prayer area. Everyone is seated.
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This boy has on his best camera face.
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Praying together, toward the end of the ceremony.
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Here, people walk up to the front to give their offerings.
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This guy's gotten a monetary donation.
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I suspect that, from the right vantage point, there should be a good view of the lake and the volcano.
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This guy guards one of the doorways within the temple grounds.
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A group was performing with spears. Better not stand too close.
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Another group of dancers waited outside, to perform after the other group.
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Lunch at a warung, a basic mom-and-pop shop.
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Our final stop of the day was at Pura Puncak Penulisan, the highest temple on Bali and one of the most ancient.
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At the top (1745m) we were above the clouds.
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And we only had to climb up 333 steps to be afforded the view.
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It was nice and cool up there!
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One's camera-happy, and the other camera shy.
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The white specks all over the hillsides are clusters of houses.
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A stray flower on the wall of Pura Panarajon, the temple at the top.
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This temple, too, had succumbed to the force of the Balinese moss.
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These ladies dutifully guard the temple and overlook the rest of the island of Bali.
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Another view of the lake in the crater.
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Back in Ubud, the daughter of the owners of a batik store was very smiley and friendly. But she looks shy for the camera.
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Now she's smiling. And confused why there's a stranger on the floor with her.
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Girlie drink!
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A Balinese feast to celebrate the end of a fun visit.