Re: Japan and Bali
The Dutch were there for 500! years!! (toes curling from embarrasment), still many Indonesian people living here, a lot of mixing in the population too. And when you add Surinam (Dutch Guyana) to the mix, well! There's people here with black skin, blue eyes and asian features - like you could find in Jamaica too, I guess...
Wonder if you'll find an Indonesian restaurant in your area?
You could always try your hand in your own kitchen
All you need is our trusted friend google
The Dutch were there for 500! years!! (toes curling from embarrasment), still many Indonesian people living here, a lot of mixing in the population too. And when you add Surinam (Dutch Guyana) to the mix, well! There's people here with black skin, blue eyes and asian features - like you could find in Jamaica too, I guess...
Wonder if you'll find an Indonesian restaurant in your area?
You could always try your hand in your own kitchen

All you need is our trusted friend google

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I finally have internet again, so now I really do promise to finish up, because there is less than a week of Bali to go.
The juice was papaya freshly blended; the bread alone was out of this world. 


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Yeah I bought a clue and figured that W was maybe a little sweet on me or more probably was trying to get me to be his new "patroness". To his credit though, when he saw my discomfort, he returned to semi-tour guide mode and it was all good again. So since this wasn't official business, W was sporting his own private transport...which was one of those 250 cc bikes that are ubiquitous around the island. It's the cheapest way to get around; every Balinese family owns at least one. There's a line in E. Gilbert's EatPrayLove where she describes a Balinese family on a bike with mom and baby behind and dad and toddler upfront and a couple bags hanging off the side. I thought she had been exaggerating for laughs, but IT'S TRUE!! The entire Balinese nuclear family on a bike. You wince when you see the unhelmeted kids. Rush hour in Ubud is a sea of motorbikes rolling past. They don't care about cars and the certainly don't care about pedestrians.
. Anyway, spilt milk. 
























I definitely should have factored in the bags of purchases and the heavy lunch I ate, because I was almost crawling on the last hundred metres. A refreshing shower and change, and I got the hotel driver to drop me back at Ubud palace to take in a performance of the Legong dance. It was a spectacular performance and totally worth the price. 







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