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Mar 24, 2017, Fri
Balinese Gates      XF 27, Ubud  
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Packing Postmortem      XF 27, Ubud  
Apr 12, 2017
  XF 27, Ubud  
Apr 13, 2017, Thu
In Uniform      XF 18-55, XF 27, Ubud  
Apr 13, 2017
  XF 18-55, XF 27, Ubud  
 
 
 

Balinese Gates

 
March 24, 2017 Mar 24, 2017  
 
XF 27, Ubud
 
 
It's like that with every picture: I don't like the ones I understand. Gerard Richter, in the eponymous movie.

Balinese architecture is said to reflect the Balinese way of life in terms of spatial organization, communal social relationships, and spirituality. This translates to an architecture featuring a spacious courtyard with several small pavilions. A ring wall keeps out evil spirits and statues stand guard.

Of course, often times all you can see of a building is its doorway or gate; it's the building's public face. Ubud features a lot of different looking gates. Some are temples, some offer accomodation, and others are just private homes. So as I walked around Ubud today I photographed some of its eye-catching gates. There are two types of gates within Balinese architecture: the split gate, known as candi bentar, and the roofed tower gate known as paduraksa or kori agung. All the photos below except one are of the roofed tower type.

 
 
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Ubud split gate      
 
Ubud split gate      
 
Ubud split gate      
 
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A gate break      
 
A gate break      
 
A gate break      
 
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Ubud gate with snarling guards      
 
Ubud gate with snarling guards      
 
Ubud gate with snarling guards      
 
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Packing Postmortem

 
April 12, 2017 Apr 12, 2017  
 
XF 27, Ubud
 
 
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Jalan Kajeng      
The short, car-passable section of Jalan Kajeng.
 
Jalan Kajeng      
The short, car-passable section of Jalan Kajeng.
 
Jalan Kajeng      
The short, car-passable section of Jalan Kajeng.
 
Resurfacing the path      

About ten minutes walk down Jalan Kajeng the narrow street turns into a path. No cars, just scooters and foot traffic. It is where you see these fellows who were hired by the local property owners to resurface the much-used path. Their paving technique is to pour fresh cement on top of the existing crumbly path.

 
Resurfacing the path      

About ten minutes walk down Jalan Kajeng the narrow street turns into a path. No cars, just scooters and foot traffic. It is where you see these fellows who were hired by the local property owners to resurface the much-used path. Their paving technique is to pour fresh cement on top of the existing crumbly path.

 
Resurfacing the path      

About ten minutes walk down Jalan Kajeng the narrow street turns into a path. No cars, just scooters and foot traffic. It is where you see these fellows who were hired by the local property owners to resurface the much-used path. Their paving technique is to pour fresh cement on top of the existing crumbly path.

 
Path to Orange Marmelade cafe      
A short walk off of Jalan Kajeng is a cooking school and the charming Orange Marmelade cafe.
 
Path to Orange Marmelade cafe      
A short walk off of Jalan Kajeng is a cooking school and the charming Orange Marmelade cafe.
 
Path to Orange Marmelade cafe      
A short walk off of Jalan Kajeng is a cooking school and the charming Orange Marmelade cafe.
 

I packed light for Bali. A checked suitcase for largely-synthetic clothes. A raincoat. Sandals. A carry on for toiletries and electronics. The only thing I missed was a large empty bag to carry purchases home. I would have also missed packing an umbrella but every place I stayed supplied large umbrellas.

I bought another bag in Ubud. I thought it flimsy but I decided to gamble it would survive one trip. It did. I quickly filled it with wooden masks and a big wooden bird. I should have got a bigger bag, I would have bought more. The masks, coconut sized, came from a charming Timor couple who own a store-full of temptations. The bird came from another store, one with an equally friendly and talkative saleswoman. The bird came disassembled. Assembled it's pretty big. It's yet to find a home.

I hand laundered my clothes every night and then dried them under a ceiling fan which solves the clothes drying problem. Bali is very humid so you can't assume stuff will dry overnight. But under a fan they do. Outside in the shade it takes longer. In a bathroom with a leaky ceiling it takes much longer.

As to footwear most wear flip flops. Not me. It's hard to not trip on a sidewalk. They've missing tiles, unexpected steps, and the occasional deep hole that I guarantee will injure you if you don't see it. That said, the sidewalks are better than those in Buenos Aires.

 
 
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In Uniform

 
April 13, 2017 Apr 13, 2017  
 
XF 18-55, XF 27, Ubud
 
 
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Going home      
 
Going home      
 
Going home      
 
Helmets are for tourists      
 
Helmets are for tourists      
 
Helmets are for tourists      
 
All aboard      
 
All aboard      
 
All aboard      
 

I've not seen many uniformed school kids in North America but it's a common sight elsewhere. Like these kids in Ubud who are heading home, either walking or catching a ride.

 
 
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