I signed up for a tour of the island the other day, wanted to see some sights, hobble around, sing 99 Bottles of Beer On The Wall with my awesome minibus-mates:
Our first stop was Goa Gajah where I learned that people with no sense of style and women who are partaking in the unclean act of menstruating are not allowed to enter temples (erm, how do they check? Is it like at the airport?)
I dare you to walk into his mouth with your period
We went to a bunch of Bali’s most touted temples (there is literally a temple every 50 feet here, sort of the way we have McDonald’s in the States), including The Mother of All Temples, Besakih.
Here are some shots of other places we went. I can’t remember the names and honestly start to glaze over when people go into long-winded discussions of temples and culture and art anyway which, I KNOW, can you even believe I just said that?! Can you imagine how bad it would be if I said that while I had my period?
Rice!
Bali gets my vote for Best Trees. Hands down.
Then it was back to Ubud where I’ll be for one more day, basking in the strong wifi and hippies in draw-string pants before heading to the remote beach of Candidasa.
Office #34: Garden gazebo at Cendana Resort, Ubud, Bali
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