A long walk through the rice fields Up at 6am. Back home by 4 with a stop by the library. Completed the circle with monkeys. Viena has a blister. Along with the moon in the early morning we saw a brightly colored blue bird. Dwana was hopeful for just one fallen feather. Viena and Dwana walked and window shopped while Ezra and I watched the monkeys. Ezra even smuggled a banana past the first line of monkeys in his pocket. “Don’t tell the monkeys I have a banana in my pocket!”
We awoke in the early morning so that Wayan Bebas could make an early morning drop off for the rice fields. When will the Balinese start walking the trails for their own leisure – probably when the rice fields are almost extinct. We did see at the very end of the trail a group of school children walking the rice fields for a field trip. I guess that is where the term “field trip” originated. A Rice-Field Trip. I must have received 20 high fives from the school children of the neighborhood vilalge. The concept of village is so easy to understand now. Now I have seen many villages, I have walked through many villages, I have observed the village people. We did a circle of the rice field walk into Pernestanan and then to Cafe Vespa and over to the Steps of Champuan – where the rivers meet. A very special place in its own. We caught a taxi at the bottom of the Steps and I was very proud of negotiating 20000 rupiah for a ride back into town. The taxi driver agreed and then seconds later , as if at an auction Viena yells “30,000” and the driver qickly agreed to that price as well. And then Ezra seeing the great laughter and fun that we were having yells out “80,000”. Needless to say, I think having children does help when negotiating prices on things because the Balinese seem to love children – but in this case it cost me an additional 10000 rupiah. We walked through the Central Ubud market before venturing to the library. After the library we walked a quick trip throught the “TAXI” “MASSAGE” Monkey Forest.
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