We hopped on a scooter to sightsee on our first full day in Ubud.
{That was an adventure in its own right, since traffic in Indonesia drives on the left side of the road. Definitely took some getting use to!}
We set out to explore the villages and sights on the outskirts of town, passing by shops where artists carved huge and elaborate wood furniture and sculptures.
The winding roads led us through lush rice paddies, green jungle and small villages. We stopped often to ask locals to point us in the right direction and to get a closer view of the numerous Hindu temples lining the road. We got lost a few times, but with the gorgeous scenery (and great company) we didn't mind.
Most of the road looked like this.
{That was an adventure in its own right, since traffic in Indonesia drives on the left side of the road. Definitely took some getting use to!}
We set out to explore the villages and sights on the outskirts of town, passing by shops where artists carved huge and elaborate wood furniture and sculptures.
The winding roads led us through lush rice paddies, green jungle and small villages. We stopped often to ask locals to point us in the right direction and to get a closer view of the numerous Hindu temples lining the road. We got lost a few times, but with the gorgeous scenery (and great company) we didn't mind.
Most of the road looked like this.
And we filled up the scooter with these.
We couldn’t resist stopping for a view of Bali’s spectacular rice fields.
And all we had to do to see them was pull over. A bit more simple than our viewing in Batad...
We couldn’t resist stopping for a view of Bali’s spectacular rice fields.
And all we had to do to see them was pull over. A bit more simple than our viewing in Batad...
Our next stop was the fourteenth century carvings that make up Yeh Pulu.
It took us a little while to find it since we were asking for directions to "Bedulu" and it's actually near the town of "Petulu" or maybe the other way around...
But we found it and it proved worth the trip as we were nearly alone among the unique carvings and a hidden waterfall.
The last stop of the day was Suwati Market. The bustling space was filled with produce, baked goods, fabric, clothing and accessories.
Also for sale were the colorful ingredients for people to make their own daily Hindu offerings.
The sweet owner of our guesthouse had told us it was the place for local bargains. Since a sarong is required at all temples we decided it would be easier to purchase our own rather than rent them each time before entering. The saleswomen had a ball dressing Ryan in traditional Hindu attire.
Back in Ubud for dinner we found a Mexican restaurant
(hallelujah!) which turned out to be the best food of its kind since leaving
the states. Thank you Wikitravel! Our nachos were made from fresh cut corn
tortillas and the burritos were loaded with guacamole, tart sour cream and
delicious pico de gallo. I had a real
lime margarita!
Lime margarita! Made with lime.
Did you hear that Korea? Margaritas are made with LIME. This is brand new information, I know.
After dinner we took in another dance, this time the Ramyana
Ballet at the grand Ubud Water Palace which was even more delightful than dinner.
Or at least it was equivalent.
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