The monkeys at Ulu Watu
Anyone not wearing long pants was
given a loaner sarong and belt.
Andrew is so sweaty!
This area of the Eastern coast is lined by these giant cliffs.
Sorry, this could be considered porn.
"Alright, girl... Look sexy for the camera!"
"For this one, I want you to gaze off into the distance."
in a stampede, all carrying tomatoes.
It was frightening.
Almost sunset
The beginning of the fire dance
The girl in red has some sweet braids,
like she just returned from a Caribbean cruise!
This dance is done without instruments.
The chorus of men circling the fire chant to create the music.
That big guy in the center was Andrew's favorite
There's that sunset!
By chance, Ponni was our tour guide for Ulu Watu, but a few days later, on our last day in Bali, we had him take us around Denpasar (the capital) and finally to the airport. Our first stop in Denpasar was a huge market for locals, selling everything from fruit to fabric. It was neat, but unfortunately we didn't get any pictures. From the moment we entered, we were stalked/hounded by this annoying woman, so we never had the opportunity to fully enjoy it. We did, however still manage to get a few spicy chicken (maybe?) satays as snacks and Ponni bought us some mangosteens. Both were cheap and delicious!
At the top of the spiral staircase in the center of the tower was an observation deck with 360 degree views of the city. It was neat, but with the sun blazing down and the lack of moving air, it was like spiraling our way 150 Feet up into an oven.
Ponni wanted us to kiss in this picture, but it was too hot and Andrew's face was far too sweaty. Sitting as close as we were was uncomfortable enough!
Ponni feeding the fish
Good pose, Pon!
There was a gazebo like this in each corner
An angel delivering water
This was in the courtyard of a hotel and an apartment
that was behind the restaurant we had lunch in.
Plants everywhere
The last stop before the airport was a stretch of
docks so we could look at the sailboats and yachts.
This boat was pumpin' some phat beats
Kitchen!
Or they could be vegetables...
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