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Thursday, October 29, 2009

Play Time

We spent the next couple of nights going to some cultural activities: a traditional shadow puppet show (complete with fart jokes and dated Monica Lewinsky references) and a traditional Hindu play:

View from our room at night
It rained for three days, but that couldn't dampen our spirits





Crazy eyes, a motif in most Balinese dancing












Guy on the right looks kind of like Wacko from "Animaniacs"


Shana's got the look down!

Monday, October 26, 2009

Threatening Volcano

After two or three days of straight textile tours, Emi, Mari, and I decided to take a little break to climb Mount Batur, one of the four prominent volcanoes on the island. Our guidebook warned that the residents around the volcano were a bit aggressive, and would do just about anything to get you to pay for a guided tour.

Oh Lonelyplanet, I should never have doubted thee.

Before we even reached the volcano two guys stopped us on their motorcycles to make sure that we procured guides before we climbed the mountain, and warned that bad things could happen to people who didn't follow the trail. We figured we could just brush off anyone by ignoring them, but once we got to the parking lot, three motorcycles started circling our van, threatening our driver, and warning that they would slash our tires. Out of principal, none of us wanted to be intimidated into paying for a tour, but seeing as we wanted to climb the volcano and we had already driven 1.5hrs to get there, and we wanted our driver to be in one piece when we got back, we ended up coughing up the $20 for a guide.

Of course, once we got to the guide shop, all of the guides were the guys who had just been threatening us. Once we paid up they all changed their tune and tried to defend their earlier cajoling by saying the government was on their side, and gave a laminated letter as proof. However, the letter was just an account of two Americans who had had a good time while climbing the volcano. My advice if you go to Bali is to just skip Mt. Batur all together. Any tour you take of the volcano, whether prearranged or not goes through this one company (cartel), so it would be best not to support them in any way.


Our "tour guide" was just some kid who walked in front of us and talked about something that none of us could hear. He started out the hike with no water, shoes with no tread, and a cellphone blaring the same three Michael Jackson songs. Though out the hike he would ask us for water, and run up hills yelling CALIFORNIA...it was a strange hike.
Here is our guide about to fall over while "steadying" Emi

Farmers collecting brush for cows to eat

At least it was a fabulous view
Terrible erosion...the trail just went straight up
You could have tea and coffee near the top
The Crater. Mount Batur is actually an active strata volcano inside of a caldera inside of another crater rim....so meta


that's why we call her "ol' strike a pose Emi"
Steam from a fumarole
Behind us you can see the most recent lava flow from 1994.





Wednesday, October 21, 2009

First Daze in Bali

We hopped, skipped, and flew 5 hrs from Hong Kong to Denpasar, Bali where we met up with Emi, Mari, and the Horak family (Stan, Fay, Laura, and Shana). The first stop on the Horak/Nomura vacation train was a coffee plantation where we could sample different types of coffee grown in Bali, as well as teas, and different spices.

The Horaks: Stan, Laura, Shana, and Fay


Terraced rice paddies


This is the Cacao fruit, although it may look more familiar with a Toblarone wrapper around it.


A baby iguana I caught and posed for all of our enjoyment

Roasting coffee beans

Sampling Balanese coffee and tea. We tried Bali's most iconic and most expensive coffee, made from the poop of the civet cat...it was alright. It was worth it for the potty humor.


They should call it a Mon-locked


Throughout our trip we saw roosters cloistered in their own wicker cages. I am told they are fighting cocks, but I think they are separated to keep them out of the hen house.

Some local guys making the flower arrangements for one of the myriad festivals in Bali

Shana!
Lunch at the rim of the crater that the pictured volcano is in.



Snake skin fruit, however, we thought it would be more aptly named Armadillo Scrotum fruit

Such is mango



Keepin em modest


Koi


Not sure I want to know what he was selling


Mari overlooking the beginning of a bubbling spring

This temple is known for it's fresh spring water which is used to purify your body and spirit

Cracks in the wall
A hard nut to crack, but an even harder nut to carve.




Mom at some sort of giant temple carved into the wall...ask mom for details


If this is Sarong babe, I don't want to be Sa'right

OooWah

We were led to believe we were going on an "herb hike" when in fact it was a super long walk through a rice paddy where the guide was mainly spouting nonsense, but we did eat some pretty sweet coconut rice and coconuts.


Ants making a bridge

Our nature guide

Awesome round golden/transparent beetle




cement






Bees with loads of pollen
giant grasshopper about 3in long

Well looks like that's all for tonight, but stay tuned, we are only on day 3 or so.