Time to leave Bali; the driver came to pick us up right at 5:45am; our b'fast was packed - mango, water melon, bananas, cakes. Couldn't really eat, either the road was too windy or we were followed up a string of cargo carrying trucks spitting out thick black smoke. Quite choking! Where were those hydrogen fueled vehicles?
When we arrived, it was under the cloak of darkness; when we left this morning, the sun was up; we could see more. Villages, rice fields, and couple busy markets people were selling and buying b'fast. It had a total different feel. We got whiffs of traditional cooked food as we passed thru some streets. Too bad, we weren't staying for another day; otherwise, we could easily immerse into the local atmosphere; bare in mind though, you do need to ignore certain things - the degree of dirtiness, the crowd, the "local" bathrooms - more beneficial to be man than a "westernized" woman.
Some funny scenes we noticed while driving to the airport.
- A woman sitting at the back of a motor bike carrying two rice bags; they looked heavy. I was commenting about how strong that woman must be; the driver smiled and said; that woman was carrying piglets. Wow, that explained the sound we heard. The woman was on her way to the market with the piglets to be slaughtered.
- A man was walking on the side of the road; thought he was talking on a cellphone; but no.... He was utilizing his index finger as a 2" drill bit in order to clear his nostril of something; maybe the hole was plugged from all the smogs. I believed I stopped eating after that. Some coordination - walking and "drilling" at the same time.
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