After long days filled with temple visits, hiking up volcanoes, jalan jalan, every time being photographed and lots of binteng beer, we finally made it to Bali. After arriving on the island, we got on a bus that brought us to the capital; Denpasar.
Busses aren’t according Dutch standards. First of all, the bus will not depart unless it is all the way occupied. Secondly, the busses don’t have AC, but who needs one? De door of the bus is opened the whole time, even when it is moving. The ride itself also is slightly different. In stead of bus stops, you just let the driver know when you want to get off. Besides that, the bus makes some unforseen stops to see if the bus is OK, the chat with acquaintances and to repair a flat tire. The last one resulted in traffic accident, where a passing car didn’t saw the tire laying on the ground until the last second, in a reflex tried to avoid it and with this action hit a motorcyclist. No-one was harmed, just a little bruise. An hour later we arrived in Denpasar….
One went to Nusa Lembongan, the other to the Gili Islands and we continued to Uluwatu on the peninsula in the south of Bali. Uluwatu is a well known surf spot in Bali, with some waves of a higher ‘level’ than the Dutch waves. So no surfing but instead enjoying others who did surf with a nice banana smoothie.
After 3 days, 2 parties and a new skin color, it was time to move on. On to Ubud, the cultural city of Bali. We both had this idea about Ubud to be this serene, hippie-esque city. Unfortunately our thoughts were a bit to idyllic and we turned out one of the many tourists roaming the streets filled with giftshops and restaurants.
We started with something very touristy: Monkey Forest.
The first steps in the park were still reasonable, but a little further in the park we had to save our shiny objects like water bottles with our lives. Besides the rebellious, water-bottle grabbing monkeys, some other monkeys were to busy grooming their friends and the visitors of the park, trying out new fashion style in the form of half coconut shells and eating bananas. Lots of bananas.
The next day we made our way to the top of the mountains to visit a temple. Go to your search engine and type in ‘Bali’. Guaranteed this temple pops up on your screen. Beautiful pictures of this temple surrounded by water and with mountains in the background. It was high on my ‘to-see’-list.
The taxi drops us off, we buy a ticket and continue towards the water. The first moment I see the temple, I start to chuckle. Sue turns around and couldn’t fully understand my reaction.
“This is it? Is this the temple or some sort of little side temple?”
Sue tells me that there are no other temples to be seen.
All the pictures on the internet gave me some kind of presumption of how the temple would look like in real life. Far more bigger I thought. It turned out to be this lovely, adorable little temple. Still, wouldn’t have wanted to miss it.