So we checked in and got a somewhat clearer picture of this "island shuts down" day. It turns out that we're here for Nyepi, which is their New Year's Day, and it's taken in silence. Indeed no airplanes fly, no cars drive, no machines are operated, and people stay indoors -- even tourists.
The young man who checked us in told us, with a huge smile, how lucky we are to be here for Nyepi, for Silent Day. We didn't feel all that lucky, since we had just such a little bit of time here and Marc had found a few restaurants we were interested in, but here we are, so silent we would be.
But the day before Nyepi is a very big thing. Each village creates these giant monstrous effigies and carries them through the village after dark, accompanied by loud music and people carrying torches. We read that the effigies are burned after the parade (though we didn't see this ourselves). So our first day we just kind of relaxed a bit, walked around the gorgeous grounds of our hotel, and headed out to find dinner before we crashed. The place Marc had found for our first night wasn't open (and we never could get very clear information about the timing of all Nyepi-related things), but luckily there was a little Indian restaurant right near our hotel.
|better Indian food than we ever had in India! (But that's not too hard....)|
|a limited menu, and I liked the drawing of the two different thalis -- a guide to your plate!|
So we crashed, slept mostly hard as you do the first crazy night when you're lost in time and space, and the next morning we were ready for our only full and out-and-about day in Ubud.
|I have daydreamed about these banana coconut pancakes for four years.|
|super happy to be here. Just so happy.|
|so happy to be here again. So happy.|
|The monkey cemetery, which is next to the crematorium. If cremated, why such big graves?|
|It's so lush and humid here, moss grows on everything.|
|DO NOT LOOK THE MONKEYS IN THE EYE. The place belongs to them.|
|Everything gets a cloth drape, including trees and lingam.|
|don't climb on the lizard|
|monkey statues, too|
|So humid and lush, unbelievable really.|
|Take care of your stuff, or the monkeys will take care of it for you. FOR REAL THEY WILL.|
|This decorated pig head was in front of the men who were leading the prayer service. No idea.|
|Some people sat outside the temple, on the street.....|
|But most sat inside the temple. And a great many were staring at their cell phones. Some things are universal I guess.|
|It was a real scene, with a couple different kinds of cops and security.|
|So many women wore this brilliant shade of orange, and you can't go into the temple unless you have a sash.|
Look at how beautiful she is compared to the tourists.
When we got back to the hotel, our bags had been moved to our new room, upstairs from the old one. It is really beautiful, and with an exceptional view of the rice fields, which we never could see from downstairs, and a volcano.
|this is the open air shower in our second room --|
|and our gorgeous view! That volcano, wow.|
|on the hotel grounds -- flowers tucked everywhere|
|and cloth draping everything too|
|and lush tropical flowers EVERYWHERE|
|beautiful water lilies|
|and hibiscus-ed monkeys|
|lotus blossoms at all stages of bloom|
|and orchids hanging and dripping off of every possible height|
|restaurant openings can be lush and beautiful|
|a collage of offerings outside our room|
|this gorgeous school has dance performances in the evening -- too bad we couldn't see one|
|for a place as fecund as Bali, the statues of women at all ages make perfect sense|
|all doors are decorated so beautifully|
|and moss covers everything|