Every good thing comes to an end. And our journey was nearing completion. But we did not give up that easily. Instead of sleeping late and preparing mentally and physically for the long journey back to Bulgaria, we organized a half-day tour for some of the places that we had not visited during our stay here. The morning after we finished packing our luggage, we hopped on the motorbike for the last time and headed to the rice fields of Changu to have breakfast. On the way, we passed by a ceremony.
The breakfast was pleasant both as food and as a spiritual delight. The view before us, the attitude of the Balinese waiters and waitresses who served us during the breakfast, the conversation we had with them, telling them that it was our last day there (I am sure some of them noticed the pain in our voices) and their wish for us to come back and meet them again… everything was amazing.
Later came the driver (and guide, too), who was called Putu, or more exactly, I Putu. It turned out that besides the standard four names – Wayang, Made, Nyoman and Kutut – there is an alternative to Wayang (the first child) which was Putu. He told us that the I before his name means he is a man, and II means that the person is a woman (II Putu). By the way, he was a delightful person who spoke fluent English and strived to tell us everything he knew. After little time for clarifying what we wanted to see, we started our tour.
|I Putu’s car|
The first stop was Pura Desa, a big Hindu temple from the 11th century. When we arrived, there were no ceremonies so we managed to look around and explore each of its spots undisturbed.
|Afternoon nap in the temple 🙂|
|I hope I have not made the Gods furious|
Our next stop was Ubud. We went there again not by chance :), but to visit the biggest open market in Bali and pack our suitcases with presents. Carried away by haggles, we did not sense how time flew. We were already professional “traders” and we managed to at least halve all the prices.
Here’s the result of our humble shopping 🙂
Goa Gajah (the Elephant Cave) welcoming us 🙂
The sanctuary was built during the 9th century at the confluence of two rivers in order to benefit from the holy power of both. One can notice the cave whose entrance is in the form of an elephant head.
An altar and statues of all the Gods can be found inside, too.
On the other side, there was a holy water pool, flowing from three stone statues.
Despite that we only had a couple of hours before our flight, we wanted to take the maximum of Bali. That’s why we told Putu that we wanted to have a photoshoot with traditional Balinese costumes.
He immediately called here and there and off we went. At the first place, it was both quite expensive (at least for Bali) and more time-consuming than we expected, so we continued. At the second place, there was no make-up artist (I think they neither had costumes 🙂 ). However, at the third place, which Putu told us he was most certain of, the photoshoot happened. They changed us into the traditional costumes and put the make-up on.
A professional photographer appeared in no time and the photoshoot was done.
While we were busy with removing the make-up and drinking tea, the photos were ready and copied to a disk.
We arrived at the airport, and after many goodbyes with Putu and wishes for the best of luck in our future endeavors, we separated.
It was time we said: GOODBYE, BALI…
This article was brought to you in English by Svetoslav Dimitrov.
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