Bali is a beautiful place adorned with beautiful things, both natural and created. Being Balinese means being creative, and it is a given that art is the domain of all.
We had an amazing time with our friend Tri - who took us on a road trip and showed us some of her favourite spots on her island paradise.
No phone, no computer, no TV, no radio - just blissful relaxation, except when we were driving - which seemed complete anarchy. The rules as told to us by Tri were:
- If you are in front, you have right of way - evidenced by merging and turning traffic that never checked if there was oncoming vehicles before turning or merging
- The bigger your vehicle, the more right of way you have
- A motorbike can drive any direction on a one way street
- The motorbike is the preferred Balinese family wagon: variously we saw families of five on one bike; a women (pillion passenger) bottle feeding one baby with two toddlers wedged between herself and the helmeted rider
- If you are a foriegner and you are involved in an accident - it's your fault, even if it wasn't. The logic is if you hadn't come to Bali the accident wouldn't have happened - so it's your fault.
- The horn is mode of communication to be used liberally with other drivers
- There is no such thing as road rage
Petrol is available everywhere from roadside stalls using reused containers
After swimming in the waterfall at Gunung Kawi near some amazing ancient (1077) carved stone memorials
The beautiful metallic black sands of Amed on the NE corner of the island. The snorkling on the reef off the beach was outstanding!
Giant peacock at Tirtagganga Water Palace
Tri, Ric and me enjoying barbequed fish on Jimbaran Beach
