Day 6 & 7
Not too much to report really. We went to the monkey forest early in the morning when no one else was around. The good news – we didn’t have to pay. The bad news – we were seriously outnumbered by monkeys. I’m not talking like a couple dozen monkeys…I’m talking hundreds. They were crawling around the tree’s, on the ground and on the sidewalk. The sidewalk was the interesting part. Tara and I weren’t sure what to expect in terms of how they would react to us passing by them. Are the territorial? Are they so accustomed to humans they will jump on you? We were forewarned not to bring food or sunglasses as they might steal both off your person. Needless to say the warnings only intensified our fears. So, you may ask, what did you do Richie Rich, oh fearless one? Did you push thru onwards past the little monkeys? Did you explore the beautiful tropical forest and awe at it’s natural beauty? Did you scoff at the warnings for the weary???? Well, hate to say it but…no…me McScradey cat…and Tara, might I add, was not arguing in favour of staying. We left after traveling all of 200 meters thru the forest. In case anyone is wandering, Sydney loved looking at the monkeys and didn’t understand why we were leaving. I assured her the monkeys needed some family time and wanted us to come back later. I am not looking forward to the day she looks at me and calls me for my BS…
Oh, one last thing, no pictures were taken, we didn’t want to offend the monkeys (okay, okay…we thought the monkeys might steal the camera).
Later that evening I went out with Maxine and a few of her friends to the Reggae bar. After consuming several large Bintangs I still refused to get up and dance. Maxine was none to impressed with me. She, likes to dance and so did her friends. Looking back I realize I probably looked more foolish sitting at the table by myself versus making an ass outta myself dancing. Then again, I can picture myself dancing to reggae…probably made the wise choice.
Day 7 we walked down and found a typical ex-pat coffee shop called Mocha House. I say typical because the price was inflated and all the customers were European. Nothing special about the event, I went and visited the ATM for the first time. Syd watched her Dora and Diego on the laptop and Tara read the paper as Sean played with his makeshift rattler. All in all, a nice morning…
Lunch was made for us at Gandra’s – pumpkin tofu curry on a bed of steamed rice. Different curry then we are used to at home – not as spicy or flavorful but still tasty. The pumpkin tasted exactly like potato. Maxine took me to the market after and we picked up a couple of shirts for Tara and I for $6 total. After leaving we met Aussie’s who suggested we see the volcano on the island – something I think is a fantastic idea and we will plan on doing sometime this week.

1 comment:
hey monkey man. sounds like you're having a good time. glad to hear sean is better. i would pay some serious money to see you dance reggae ... so would your co-workers ! hey, how much did tara get the bali tall boys for ? 10,000 ???? cheers.
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