The South

Where tea is sweet and accents are sweeter; summer starts in April; front porches are wide and words are long; macaroni and cheese is a vegetable; pecan pie is a staple; Y’all is the only proper pronoun; chicken is fried and biscuits come with gravy; everything is darling and someone is always getting their heart blessed. -unknown

Monday, May 4, 2009

Day 12, March 20th

We started the morning off at breakfast at the hotel. It was all open air and gorgeous. Our driver took us to another play called a barong, I think. Barong is a character in the mythology of Bali. Don't let this picture fool you, Brent had a flower in his hair too! They put them above your ear when you walk in.
This was the orchestra. They used a lot of instruments like xylophones.

This was their offering to the gods. You see these EVERYWHERE!!! In front of stores, in restaurants, at every shop at the airport. I MEAN EVERYWHERE!
We left there and went to a shop that made batik cloth. Here they are using a stamp to imprint a turtle image on the cloth using wax. They will then die the cloth another color and take the wax off leaving the orange turtle behind. They will continue this with numerous colors.
Here one of the artist drew on my shorts with wax.
Such talent!
This was all open air.
This was a temple I believe that we passed on the road.
This was where we stopped to eat lunch. It had an amazing buffet.
Brent and his basket of food.
Here was the view of a volcano from where we ate lunch. It is said to be inactive but not dormant. The smoke above is just rain clouds, and about 10 minutes after I took this picture it stormed!
We left there and went to a coffee plantation. We actually got to see them roasting coffee.
We got to sample 2 types of tea and 4 types of coffee. We bought one cup of the "special" coffee. You could buy it in the gift shop for over $50 and that is US dollars!
A coconut tree.
The view from where we got to sample the coffees.
We then went to a temple that had relaxed rules and was open to the public.
Even though Bali is very laid back, and accepting of tourists whom either don't know the customs, or know them and choose to ignore them, they still make men and women cover their legs before entering the temple.

Here was the sign at the front of the temple. But it gets better..Please read number 3.
Before going back to the hotel, our driver took us by the Bali bombing memorial.
The decorative circle in the road is where one of the bombs went off in 2002.
Here is the list of everyone who lost their lives, grouped by country.

and so ended that day with our driver. We went to Hard Rock Cafe and ate some American food! It was a nice change.


Kristi said...

I need to get Scott to see Brent's shirt... you know, that he brought some UGA class to Indonesia!

Erika said...

Those were great. I love the flowers everywhere!