More Shopping and an Afternoon with Made
Trip Start Sep 17, 2011
20Trip End Oct 07, 2011
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On our way to breakfast, we passed what we figured is one of the last remaining rice fields in Seminyak, all others having succumbed to greedy developers. The rice had been recently harvested, and a couple of barefooted men were plowing the field in preparation for another sowing apparently. It looked like unpleasant work, out in knee deep mud and muck
We ate breakfast at a place called Cafe Bali. The food was good, service was slow. The next several hours were spent shopping for gifts for friends and family, with a souvenir or two thrown in for ourselves. We had a limited amount of time to wander because we were expecting Made to show up for another visit in the p.m. When we were walking back up the alley to the villa, with a half hour to spare before he was scheduled to show, we saw him in the distance, waving his arms in greeting. He'd just arrived, having driven his scooter from his home in Nusa Dua.
We sat around chatting for a bit then took off on foot to look for a place to eat on the beach somewhere. It took forever to actually get to the beach, even though it was quite nearby and we could hear the surf booming. All those pesky beachfront resorts, with their high fences and security guards, got in our way! It was funny, because our villa directory stated that the beach was just a 1 minute walk away. I suppose it could be done in that time frame, if one could magically hop fences.
Once on the sand, we all took off our flip-flops for easier beach walking
Back at the villa, Bill coaxed Made into taking him to a warung for Bintang. I asked him to get me a supply of candles. This place has about 40 candle holders, including two huge freestanding candelabra, but nary a candle to be found. I meant to remedy the situation. When they returned, Bill handed me a 12-pack of white votive candles. I proceeded to place 9 of them on the nearest candelabra. I lit them one by one, but by the time I got to the last one, the first one had already burned down to the point where it was dribbling wax all over the expensive piece of decorative furniture. It was a total waste. All had to be extinguished immediately, and then I spent time scraping wax. Hmph!
Made left around 6 p.m., after being called twice by Lasmi, wanting to know where he was and when he was going to come home. Bill and I rinsed our feet and changed our clothes before heading out for a light meal at Mykonos, a local Greek joint. We shared a sampler plate of hummus, olives, pita, feta, salad, and stuffed grape leaves. It was perfect in proportion as well as price. Another evening watching pirated DVDs followed, me in the upstairs living area (with my own flat-screened TV) and Bill downstairs. This place is starting to feel just like home!