Who says when the tour ends, the adventure ends? Was that me?
I left Ubud in the early hours yesterday morning. Although I'm now by the beach and surrounded by a few modern conveniences, I'm sad to have left the quaintness behind. The Artini Cottages, which I recommend to anyone thinking of visiting Ubud, was the perfect place to relax and unwind from the rushed month and a half of travel that proceeded my stay there. The staff was wonderful, the food was perfect (they have an amazing Greek salad! yummm), and the rooms were the biggest and most comfy we had experienced so far. It reminded me much of the first place that Vanessa and I stayed on Koh Samui in Thailand that made us completely fall in love with the country.
I mentioned in my last entry that there was a couple staying there with their son from Sacramento. Turns out their pockets are heavy with cash and they LOVE to throw it around. The husband, Ed Goldberg, is a rather large Jewish man who knows everything there is to know about computers, and how to make money from them. The wife, Catherine, is a Japanese sewing machine and has spent somewhere in the thousands on silk and batiks to take home and play with. What amazing people they are. I met them in the pool on the first day and we hit it off straight away. I had a feeling these were people I should get to know.
There was also another man staying there who had basically the same idea as me. His name is Todd and he's a photographer from Atlanta. On Saturday, as I was coming back from shopping and going in for a nap, Ed, Catherine and Todd, who were sitting by the pool, called me over for a chat. Turned out that Ed was throwing a party for a relative of one of the guys who worked at Artini. It started as a small little get together with maybe 8 adults and 12 children, but then soon grew to basically the entire town, including around 52 children. They were wonderful enough to invite me to go! So the next day we were picked up and driven about twenty minutes to the village. What an experience this party was. We were welcomed into their homes and fed some of the freshest and best tasting food I had tasted so far. I got to meet the wives, fathers, uncles and grandparents of a few of the men working at the hotel. We took tours of their property and played with their kids. We even got a private father and son concert. It was definitely an experience that will stay with me for a long time. It’s really not that often that a traveler gets a chance to spend really quality time with the local people, in their homes and with their families. I felt incredibly lucky to have been invited and thanked Ed, Catherine and Todd about a million times.
We left the party early in the evening and headed back to Artini for a swim. Oh, I forgot to mention that I also met this woman named Inger from Sweden who is a portrait painter who also came to the party. Before we went for a swim, she invited me up to her room to look at a few paintings she was working on. Here’s the link to her website that you should check out: www.ingersportraits.com Her work is unbelievable. I think I stared at one of them for twenty minutes straight. She has a studio in Malibu that she’s invited me to come by and check out. Again, another good person to know. After our late night swim, we all headed off to bed with full stomachs and huge smiles on our faces.
I woke up early Monday morning to go to the day market with Todd. Ed and Catherine had bought these really pretty place mats to give to the women as gifts, and Todd and I decided that we NEEDED to have a few of them for ourselves. The market was already packed and busy at 7:30am, and the two of us had to make our way through small walkways flanked by chickens (dead and alive), spices, vegetables, fruits and flowers. We were the only Westerners there, so we became quite an attraction. Both of us with our cameras out and our eyes wide open were laughed at at least a dozen times. It’s actually quite fun to make these people laugh, even if it is at my expense. Really, it’s not like I know what they’re saying, so I can’t really be all that offended! After the market experience, I rushed back to the hotel to pack up my things and head down here to Kuta. My room mate, Gen, came with me and we’re staying in a hotel down the street from the beach. We didn’t venture out too much yesterday, but are strapping on our walking shoes and ready to see what this town has to offer us today.
The staff here at the hotel are a little hit and miss with their friendliness, but I did meet a few women this morning in the laundry room who I think are already trying to find me a boyfriend. Being single is a little taboo over here, so when someone asks if I have a “honey,” I have to respond with something like, “no, but I’m looking!” just keep the smile on their face. I’m actually experimenting with different responses to see which one makes them the happiest. Oh, and there’s a gecko living in my room.
Sending lots of island love…