Happy Friday the 13th everyone!
People are gathering on the warung patio to watch the storm come in. It’s humid and a little chilly at the same time and lightening is flashing over the water. It’s getting pretty dark now so the surfers would have been heading in anyway.
There is chanting from next door because they are building a mosque next door. The further north you go on Bali the more Javanese settlers and the higher the Muslim population. Also, fewer tourist hot spots oddly enough.
Thunder.
I spent my day relaxing. I walked a few kilometers to the south and hit about 3 different kinds of beaches. There is an incredibly creepy boat statue outside the fancy resort down the way that appears to be manned by Asian zombie militants but there is no sign so I have absolutely no idea what the statue is supposed to convey. Mostly it just gives you the heebs.
There are little children everywhere here which is a pretty direct contrast to Hong Kong where the little children stay hidden all day as though they are afraid the child catcher will come for them. Here they mostly accompany their mothers and grandmothers to work and shout to the tourists. “Hello. Hello. Massage?” It is kind of cute and kind of sad at the same time. Then again when you are topless in a massage tent with your bottoms pulled down like the Coppertone baby your ability to feel anything but ridiculous is pretty low. Well, ridiculous but relaxed.
The main gathering area of the homestay is smack between two massage tents and the guests here usually hang out to watch the surf. Occasionally the masseuses or any other Balinese with an agenda will sit down at your table and chat you up. It reminds me of this hostess bar in Shanghai only I’m pretty sure no one is trying to get paid for sex here. Pretty sure.
It’s completely dark now and except for a couple of houses spread out around the coast there aren’t any lights on. It makes the lightening that much more brilliant.
Balinese beach cows
(a repeat for those who check facebook)
Lextopia!
[Tiffany, only the English travel with land claiming flags on a regular basis]
What you get when you order lemonade in Bali
A rice paddy right off the beach.
look out.
I am glad I didn't read anything yesterday, it was scary reading today. I have always wanted to ride a vespa, ever since I saw Trisha Yearwoods tourquoise one. It sounds like you are relaxing, I may want to hear more about these mistakes who are reading the blog. I'm sending you only good vibes. Love & Kisses Mom
ReplyDeleteJust a couple of things....1) why the heck would you mention the "mistakes" when you know mom would question you?! (i read her comment) 2) LOVE the Chitty Chitty Bang Bang reference (the child catcher) and 3)You are freaking me out! Bali was the second to last scary place that i thought you could go. I thought Hong Kong was scary. Anyway, I hope you are having a great time! I love ya Pickle! P.S. Please don't get any topless massages from the little Balinese children! hahahahahaha
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