I woke up fairly early and met Trevor’s family for breakfast at the hotel. The first few days in Bali I actually slept pretty good, woke up once or twice each night and woke up pretty early each morning by because at least part of each or the first 3 days way driving and the rest was mostly just walking and taking pictures I didn’t wear out or anything. The sleep I got was enough.
After the dance we visited the craft, or artisan villages. First the cloth making village, the method and design of their cloth is called "Batik". It is an interesting process involving a wax type stuff to manipulate the dye I think. Next was the silver and gold craft village with demonstration of how the silver was crafted. Last was the painting village. We skipped the woodcarving and stone working places for now. Seeing these three villages, and in the next two days the beach and market places, confirmed what I had read and heard that the Balinese are very artistic and VERY able with their hands to create beautiful work.
At each of these craft villages my driver took me to the one shop that best catered to tourists with their demonstrations and guides. Looking back now and what I started to realize on the next day is that I would have rather wandered through the villages on my own, making my own contacts, and initiating conversation on my own and being able to see a greater variety of work, some maybe owned by a family instead of a slick tourist company. If ever I get to do something like that again I will definitely be employing a different approach. One aimed more at the people (my interest) and less at their merchandise as interesting as it is.
I had three more adventures that day, my first day on the road, and one more mentionable. First, as we were driving through a more wooded area I saw off through the trees a clearing where a group of boys where playing soccer. It was a very narrow road, but I told my driver what I had seen and asked if we could turn around and go back so I could take some pictures. It took him a minute to realize that I wanted to turn and go back right now (we were on our way to a mountain over look tourist picture spot (actually it was a volcano)) but he did with a little trouble and we went back. It was about 5:00pm or so. Well as soon as those boys saw my big black camera they were all like "PHOTO! Oh yeah Look at me" except all but "photo was in Indonesian, but I got the idea. They were posing and stuff and it took me awhile to get them to go back to there game and before they did they made it very clear that they wanted me to join in with them. Well I took a few pictures but it wasn't very long before I couldn't resits any more. I told them I would join in. At this time (actually when I was trying to get them to play the game instead of posing and doing group photos) I figured out that only one of the boys knew English and he was the one I did my explaining through from then on. So I played soccer with a bunch of Balinese boys and it was awesome! I only played for about 20 min but in that time I managed to score 2 goals! Amazing! Though I do think they were going easy on me a little and besides that I was the only one with shoes on (big shoes to them) and I was bigger than them, but all the same I was pretty happy with those two goals. After playing with them I told them I wanted to get some video of them before I went ( I was remembering that my driver was waiting for me) I took some video, almost got knocked in the head with the ball (actually the camera which was worse), got some cool foot work, and then one final goal before I left. On the last goal I explained before hand that they would run around with their hands in the air after they scored shouting "GOALLLLL" it would be much more impressive video. I got BETTER than that! I got the running, shouting, and then doing a DANCE for the camera after they scored their goal. Good stuff! Well after I got back to the car and answered to my driver's question that "Yes! this was a very good spot for pictures" I had him teach me my first four words in Indonesian that I actually remembered (I practiced with him each day) "Saya mau burrmine sepoc-bola"- I want to play soccer. And though I did learn a few other words I would joke with the locals that I only knew 4 words (Saya mua burrmine sepoc-bola) and they would usually laugh a little and conversation would go from there (if they know English). I was happy with my four words even though I didn't get to use them in context very much I did tell just about everyone that "I want to play soccer".
So enough about Bali coffee for now. There is a lot more to tell, but because I got to go back to a coffee shop of a different day I will explain the Male/Female coffee thing then, as well as the process of Luwak coffee which is one of the best and most expensive coffees in the world I think.
The last adventure of the day was finding a place to stay, which I had been told (and read) that it was not hard to find cheap places to stay. What I was not ready for was how pleasing those cheap places to stay would be. I mean, I almost like better than the big hotel back in Sanur where the conference was. To find a place I just asked Komang (the driver) to find the cheapest place to stay for the night (in which ever city we had decided on for the night). I think I actually said "cheapest hotel" which I found out weren't the only places to stay in a village. Anyway, that night I stayed in "Ubud" which was a pretty popular tourist town and consequently the most expensive, $27 for the night. And though it was simple is had the Balinese touch to it which made it awesome. The way this hotel was set up was that there was a pathway through trees and pleasing plants/flowers with side paths leading off to separate buildings each having two rooms in them. Most of the buildings were empty as there was construction being done on most of them. I forgot the name of the hotel, something like "Sama's cottages" or something I think. It was out of the way of the rest of the city, a good spot for me (and cheap).
I went out for a evening walk before I went to bed, and then had a good nights sleep.
I've talked enough for today I think. Tomorrow I will tell you about my early morning adventure into "Sacred Monkey forest" and what followed thereafter.
|As near as I can tell, this is the rout of day 1 and 2. From the air port to Sanur|
for the night. Then from Sanur up into the mountains (maybe not that fair
I don't know) and then back down to Ubud. The craft villages are not
to fair north of Sanur.