A recent 5-day field study trip to Bali, Indonesia:
That was my first overseas trip with my SLR as my travelling companion so I got pretty excited. I will let pictures speak for themselves – my favorite 36 shots out of 900 over of them.
Sanur Paradise Plaza Hotel was not next to a beach, but fab enough. The 4-star hotel had a cool swimming pool enclosed by lush greenery surrounded by bright orange towers.
Dinner on the first day was at the Legong Restaurant where we had a first sight of the Balinese Legong Dance.
The mangroves near a beach.
Sanur Beach was bustling with locals on that particular holiday. Kids and teens were everywhere and the heat did not seem to get into them.
The Uluwatu Cliff was a sight to behold. It was surreal.
This man was at the bottom of the cliff, doing what he was doing for a living in the sea at low tide. Before that we saw how he slipped out of an opening at the top and disappeared within seconds. Then in minutes he was there. A tiny figure, but it was him alright.
Staring out from the cliff – what I saw was not a horizon, but The Horizon.
At the temple on another cliff.
That evening/night, we had dinner at Melasti Cafe by the beach at Jimbaran. Correction, we had barbecued seafood dinner on the beach. One of my most amazing dinners ever – I have probably not seen such a beautiful sunset in my life.
Bajra Sandhi Monument in the morning.
We spent nearly an entire afternoon at an orphanage. I could still remember their faces – happy in the most innocent way. They made friendship bands with us; we taught them English.
The next morning we were at the Singapadu Cultural Village for egg-painting, wood-carving and batik painting.
The rest of the afternoon was dedicated to the breathtaking Mount Batur in Kintamani. When we arrived we had Indonesian buffet with a great scenery across craters.
A small group of us were driven down to the crater lake of Mount Batur to conduct surveys with the locals. It was incredibly peaceful down there. I would call it the beauty of the soundless. The lake area was full of plantations of tomatoes, chili and cabbage with scattered houses.
The lake was a nice sky blue matching the sky and that was when nature touches you.
Last attraction stop was the Bali Bombing site.
And as cliche as it can be, I shall end with a quote.
“We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.” – Carson McCullers