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BANGLI
Sept 23
- We took advantage of another free excursion put on by
SeaBali that focused on the Bagli Recency.
Situated in the centre of Bali, Bangli Regency is the leading producer of horticultural goods such as oranges, coffee beans, beef and, of course, rice.
Again, we boarded one of the 4 half empty buses and made our way through the streets, police siren blaring, lights flashing. |
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As we headed out of the grounds surrounding the anchorage at Serangan Islands, we noticed someone's way of dealing with all the piles of rubbish that is strewn around everywhere. Feed it to the livestock! |
We passed a multitude of homes along the road, each with its own ornamental pillared entranceway and elaborate three story roofed pagoda- like Hindu temple in every yard. |
The bus sped
through many towns, including Ubud, the famous artisan community, with shops in each area categorized by products like wood carvings, gold and silver, bedspreads, garden ornaments, pottery and the like. |
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We stretched our legs at Tampak Siring Dan where a temple is built around a holy spring water sight. We wondered around enjoying the view. |
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Hawkers relentlessly tried to sell their wares at ridiculously low prices, the result of a desperate economy of no tourists. |
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We toured
through hilly bamboo tropical forests, arriving at Kintamani and a scenic view of Mount and Lake Batur, 1500 meters above sea level. Mount Batur last erupted in 1917 devastating the surrounding villages. |

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The crater is holy and a
sanctuary at the top is dedicated to the fertility goddess
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Everywhere was heightened security and the presence of police and army guards
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Onward to Penglipuran Village, 700 meters above sea level, where the entire village was waiting for our arrival. Penglipuran means holy place to remember ancestors. We were given a welcome drink and snacks.
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The population of the village is less than 1000 people and I'm sure every one of them were there to meet and watch us. |
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Traditional Balinese food was set out for us to try...lots of unrecognized items. Unfortunately we were all too full from our big lunch to investigate the new Indo-flavors. |
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Of course, outside the stadium was the usual array of items for sale, including barong puppets & masks. |
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We followed our guide to Penglipuran Village, a preserved traditional village of people relying on agriculture as their source of income. The friendly people had opened all of their homes to us and we were invited to see their yards, temples and gardens.
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Each home had its assortment of handicrafts
set out in case we were interested in making a purchase but there was no pressure. Many of the villagers were carrying out normal duties of their day to day life.
Here a woman grates coconut.
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At one temple, several men were carving the decorative scrolling in the cement BY HAND! It was incredible... no templates or sophisticated tools to form the wet cement into a masterpiece. A woman was mixing the cement, coloring it to the traditional brownish hue. |
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We were given sarongs to wear and ascended a long flight of stairs to the ornately engraved entrance. |
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