I lied.
Yesterday’s was not the penultimate post. This one is. I just realized that I absolutely must show you more photos that help offer glimpses into life in Bali.
We kept seeing these racks of glass bottles next to roads all over the place. Finally, we asked about the amber liquid. It's petrol for scooters.
A quilt made from sarong scraps. I'm still kicking myself for not stopping to at least check the price.
School children. The Balinese school day is 7 a.m. to 1 p.m. with a mid-morning break, during which the children walk home to eat.
In an earlier post, someone asked what happens to all the temple offerings. This is a compost pile on the edge of a temple complex.
Arts and crafts in Bali are specialized by village -- one village will have all the silver shops, another village will have the wood carvings, and another will have the textiles. This was on a stretch of road with shops selling garden art.
Balinese dogs are extremely chill. They would lope across roads, heedless of traffic, and even nap in crowded places or within inches of a busy street.
I’ll be back next week the epic saga of our journey home.
I can’t wait to read your post about coming home.
Beautiful!
Those rice fields are lush and beautiful, and that quilt! Oh my goodness… I understand how you are feeling now… especially since tomorrow is National Jen Day! I hope you are taking time off to celebrate.
Those rice fields…just as I always imagine they look. Maybe someday I’ll see one in person.
Are the dogs feral? Or someone’s pet that just wander around? (I’d be hard pressed not to pet them…see me:Italy:cats.)
my homes have been “shoe free” since 1985…I learned why in nursing school, and primarily got my mind set on this practice during my microbiology class…
Jax would fit in fine there…
What a clever way to sell petrol!
And shoe-free, I can get behind that kind of rule. Very interesting look at their lifestyle.