I woke up with a bitter burning smell in my nose. Smoke everywhere, I’m having trouble breathing. I have a minor allergy, but this time it’s hard for me to breathe.. Every morning and every evening, Balinese practice a tradition in front of their door or in their garden; garbage disposal, that is, the tradition of burning. Since there is no system of collecting garbage in the country, they go to burn the garbage.. This is a layer of fog that covers the whole city every morning and every evening.
After buying cheese, jam and bread from the grocery store and having breakfast, we took our backpacks and walked the 2 km road to the new Dewi Sri Bungalows. we took our place. The bungalows, which have a rice field on one side and a wonderful garden on the other, are very neglected.. It is obviously old and all the wood carvings and sculptures have been damaged by the effects of time.. After settling in our room, we walked towards Monkey Forest, it is about 5 minutes away from where we are staying.. The entrance fee is 20,000 Rupiah.
Monkeys surround you right from the entrance.. We put everything we had in the bag.. They can jump out at any moment and steal your glasses, hat, scarf or something to eat if you have them.. They still don’t leave you alone when they sense that there is food in your bag from the smell.. Old, young, baby… You see them all waiting to buy something from you.. Most of the monkeys are also gathered at the entrance of the park.. You can buy bananas at the entrance of the park and give them to the monkeys.
After our visit, the park manager, whom we started talking to at the exit of the parking lot, told us that there are nearly 800 monkeys, consisting of 8 families, in Monkey Forest.. Balinese said that this forest and monkeys are sacred to Hinduism, so they are protected, they do not give out monkeys, and students from a university in Washington, USA, who want to study and specialize in monkeys, visited them.. He also blocked the monkeys who wanted to get out of the forest by hitting them with his slingshot.
After the park visit, Farid negotiated hard with his galleries to rent a motorcycle. We entered every rental service we saw on the street, the prices we received from all of them were approximately 40,000 IDR.. The price of a tour agency we visited on the first day we arrived was the most reasonable.. I rented a 35,000′ one from there, but I will receive it tomorrow. Farid rented a motor from another place. Since his engine is not good, he will replace it with a new engine that will come back tomorrow.
Farid’s friend Peter, whom we spoke to yesterday, suggested a place called Janggar Ulam, a little outside the city.. We jumped in the back of Farid’s bike and drove there. As someone who just got into a motorcycle accident yesterday, it’s hard to sit in the back of an engine I don’t use as a passenger.. We were driving without stopping, warning Farid to go slow.. The restaurant on the edge of the rice field had both a cheap menu and free and fast internet.. We sat down in one of the camellias with tables prepared for sitting on the floor, and after we ordered our drinks, we dived into our computers.
Day 349: Indonesia:6. Bali, Ubud, 18 July 2011
