Ceremony in the Ubud Temple
Trip Start Dec 30, 2007
92Trip End Dec 17, 2008
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All the families brought offerings to the ceremony, the wealthier ones brought big, er huge, fruit baskets. But everyone at least brought a little sterling silver basket with flowers, and palm fronds, and incense
All the beautiful ladies whisked up their GI-normous fruit baskets, plucked them on top of their heads, and whisked out of the temple as though they didn't have 100 pounds of fruit balanced on top of them. (Side note: Balinese give fruit and rice offerings daily in their various home temples, neighborhood temples, and village temples, but they sort of feel like the offering is a gesture and the gods get it - so they eat the food as the day goes on when they get hungry
Ubud is such a small town, and I've been here for almost three weeks, I can't go anywhere without someone calling my name "Suss-Anne", and this ceremony was no different. As I was taking picture of the ladies leaving with the fruit on their heads, one of them calls my name and reaches out her hand to me. It was the chef from my guest house! I'd only ever seen her in her work sarong and uniform shirt and I didn't even recognize her in her glamorous temple clothes. It's certainly a different feeling than when I was walking around the streets of Manhattan only a few months ago. I've got more friends here in only two weeks!
Mass is over now it's time to gamble! No kidding, after the ceremony two different 'pits' opened up on the lower temple platform. Something resembling a mix between craps (the way they threw down the money) and roulette (the way the dice showed the corresponding image and the winners). I was the only girl near the pits, so I didn't linger because I wasn't so sure it was cool that I was there. Though I was greeting with the typical huge Balinese smile whenever I made eye contact with someone!