30.01.2014 - 01.02.2014
Puri Lukisan Museum Garden
We got a taxi to Ubud from Bukit because public transport in Bali is pretty much non existent. The traffic was tiring and it took about 2 hours. We were both starving so on arrival we checked into our bug free hotel room, with his and hers beds, and went out it search of a burger. We ate at Three Moneys overlooking the rice fields and it all felt like a right treat after cooking for ourselves out of one pot in an outdoor kitchen for 10 days. Ubud is sticky and air con is scarce unless your in one of those glass atm booths. Its so humid that I've got prickly heat rash on my face. Probably because I dragged Dan to Puri Lukisan Museum to look at Balinese paintings. Dan sat outside patiently while I read every description about religious symbolism. We were both thankful of the free Sprite at the end of the visit at the cafe which had fans.
Dan is well rehearsed in waiting for me in art galleries
The next day we went on a tour to visit the temples and sights after deciding the roads of Bali were too stressful for scooter rental. It was a great choice as we got to see all the major attractions in one day with two other people in a wonderfully air conditioned car. Which is truly needed after climbing 300 steps at Gunung Kawi. We went to the Elephant cave, rocky temple (Gunung Kawi), Holy Spring, Mt Batur (active volcano) a coffee and spice plantation. Neither of us drink coffee but we both loved trying coconut coffee, ginseng coffee, Bali moca and lemon tea that tasted just like lemon curd. However we did not enjoy the Bali black coffee or the red ginger tea which burnt my throat worse than a flaming sambuca.
River at Gunung Kawi
Climbing rocks at the elephant cave
Free coffee tasting samples
Balinese-hindu worshippers queue up to wash themselves in the Holy Spring
The journeys between temples were so picturesque and here's a picture from the rice terrace to prove it.
On our final day in Ubud we took it slow and went for tacos. I dyed my hair out of a cup with my fingers and a tiny mirror. As a result I stained alot of my skin/the floor in the process. Anything to avoid sun bleached brassy (ginger) hair. In the evening we saw a traditional Balinese Kecak Fire and Trance Dance show at a temple. Dan was less excited for this but I kindly chose a night that ended with a man kicking coconut husks on fire around . In the end I think he enjoyed it more than I did.
We've got to the point where we've sent three expensive packages home full of trinket souvenirs and our bags are near capacity so walking past the numerous gift shops is a test of restraint. So many pretty $1 sarongs/trousers/necklaces. Everything is $1 and thats before you've started haggling. Must. Not. Spend.