Bali II: The Tao of Bali
Barong & Monkey Swiped from williamnyk . Warning: Super long post ahead! On Wednesday morning, we got up early to sample the buffet breakfast at the hotel. The usual fare of sausages, eggs, toast, porridge, fried rice, fried noodles and etc. The coffee was bad. Pak Media was dressed to the nines that day as it was a religious festival ( a day of warding one's heart against evil intent ). He wore his songket and he had his headgear on with a frangipani tucked at the back. A few grains of rice were stuck on his forehead. The drive to Batubulan was quite pleasant as the roads were in quite good condition. Not ridden with potholes like in Malaysia. I noticed that our driver was overly fond of the horn. It sounded every five minutes for every little "disturbance" in his line of sight. KH and I just snuggled at the back seat the whole time. We had around 20 minutes before the Barong performace started, so Pak Media recommended that we head backstage to camwhore and loo