We arrived in Bali four days ago and our heads are still spinning. The sheer number of people is staggering. Especially after driving across one of the more barren and unpopulated areas on the planet... Thankfully, the people are kind and often smiling, and we are warming up to a culture far different from our own.
Once again we booked some of our places through airbnb, and we promise to buy stock if they go public. Our first place was a room off a surfer's house, with our own entrance. Here is the view of the pool.
|Our garden pool in Sanur, Bali|
|Fishing boats on the beach at Sanur|
|An offering to appease the demons|
|All dressed up, fed and smoking a cigarette!|
Both Darrell and I are more comfortable in the wilds of nature than in the throes of humans, and there are people almost everywhere here! The streets are especially insane with lane lines being a mere suggestion of where traffic should flow. Motor scooters are ever present and weave between cars and trucks on every road. We've had two "drivers" and they have both been very adept at avoiding accidents while actually moving down the road. I wouldn't have escaped the airport from the sheer fear of driving in this madness.
|Transporting rice and coconuts on a quiet stretch of road|
|Dr. PhiloArt's home, surrounded by rice fields|
|The old and the new - balance in Bali|
|Late afternoon in the rice fields|