1.4.2013
Batik of all colors sizes and purposes.
Cement statues
Silver works
Painting
Tim:
We hired a driver to
take us around today, a nice way to tour. He took us to a Balinese Barong and Rangda
dance performance first, then through the villages towards the live volcano at
Danau Batur. Each village is known for its artisan specialty; wood carvings,
silver, gold, stone carvings, egg painting and on and on. If we showed interest, the driver stopped at a
certain shop that he assured us was less expensive and off the beaten path. After we noticed a lot of Westerners at these
tucked away shops, we began to figure he was at least helping his buddies out
by bringing in the tourists. That said,
we certainly didn't feel captive to his itinerary (we've heard of the shams
where the driver takes you to places he is commissioned to take you regardless
of where you want to go). At each stop
in a village we made, the shopkeeper always started with a demonstration of how
their particular art was handmade, then led you into their shop. The shopkeepers were actually less aggressive
than we experienced in other spots.
Shelley: My best shot at the volcano because that cloud covered it a few minutes later. Lunch buffet style occurred next.
Up at the volcano at
Danau Batur, we stopped for lunch at a large restaurant full of tourists – this
must be the designated place for drivers to take their fares. Walking across the street to the restaurant
required walking a gauntlet of peddlers literally sticking trinkets in you face
shouting prices – and putting them in the kids' hands telling them to get money
from mom and dad; JP accepted it all with glee. The scene was like a high
profile politician leaving a scandalous hearing. Reporters mobbing him, sticking recorders in
his face. His only defense is to keep his head down, make no eye contact and
walk forward.
Shelley:
Paparazzi following me--yikes! We could hear them say "Americanos" then watch out! Thankfully our driver would push us into the car an take off!
Tim:
At the Gunung Batur's
crater rim, you can see black lava ripple down the sides of Gunung Batur, or so
we read in the travel guide we bought to plan our trip. Unfortunately, the fog covered any view we
could have savored. However, the scenery
on the drive up to the Danau Batur Lake made the trip worthwhile.
From the volcano, we
headed back towards Ubud to the Monkey Forest, stopping along the way to lake a
look at the rice terraces. The kids got
to see the rice fields up close and we got a chance to take some great
pictures. Some field workers happily posed for pictures...then followed to
collect payment. Apparently, this was
not their first modeling gig.
We also made a stop
at Pura Tirtha Empul, a temple and holy spring site. In order to walk through the temple area, we
all had to wear wrap a rounds to cover our legs – even Devon and me. The holy springs are believed to have
spiritual purifying power. The pools
were full of Hindu people – men, women and children of all ages – praying and
purifying themselves under the spouts.
Shelley:
Notice the offerings above the spouts. These people spend one half of their income on this. Re-carving of the idols must take place every 10 years according to our driver.
Tim:
The Monkey Forest is
a sanctuary for the monkeys with temples all around. The monkeys are
religiously revered. With steady
exposure to tourists, the monkeys are not bashful at all. Alexis approached one offering some food, unaware
that this particular monkey was a cantankerous old fossil. He quickly jumped at her brandishing his
teeth. From then on, JP was on the
lookout for the ‘big’ monkeys that were mean – the small ones were nice, if
mischievous. Devon had a monkey climb on
his back searching his pockets for a wallet. A monkey also leapt on me backpack
searching for goodies. Fortunately, no
valuables were lost and there were lots of photo ops with monkeys doing
adorable things and mama monkeys caring for their babies. We also got to see some fights among the
territorial males. Something for
everyone.
Shelley:
Some great photos! As long as they stay away from me I am happy to look at monkeys! Unfortunately, when they run at any of my family growling I want to pack up and go somewhere else. The kids enjoyed it though!
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