The marvelous adventures of Kaitlyn & Taylor, who call home for the past 1732 days.

Bali, Indonesia

June-July 2014

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Our unbelievable summer spent in Bali is summed up in this video, it'll make you smile:

We rented a villa in a 3-villa complex overlooking a beautiful rice paddy and a pool (which came in handy for those hot summer days). Just like our home in Costa Rica, we had an outdoor kitchen that we really enjoyed cooking late night once it cooled down.

The amenities included full time security and daily housecleaning. We came to be friends with the staff there and brought them tacos and shared stories over Bintang beers. Even at night we always felt safe walking around town, but having the extra security was a nice bonus since we travel with so much gear.

Canag Sari are the Balinese daily offerings. A little basket made from palm or banana leaf and filled with flowers, crackers (often Ritz!), incense and sometimes money. These are placed outside the front of homes, temples and businesses several times a day. They are left untouched, allowed to be taken by the forces of nature.

These daily offerings are a Balinese reminder to be gracious and appreciative of what you have. It served as a daily reminder to ourselves to give thanks and something we enjoyed as we walked around town.

A few rules you should know before entering a temple:
1. Dress properly with your shoulders covered and a sarong around your waist.
2. Women who are menstruating are not allowed inside.
3. Never touch a person's head because that's where the soul rests.
4. Don't point or use your left hand to gesture.

Yes! Yes! Yes! We only stayed at the Bambu Indah in Ubud for one, luxurious night for July 4th. We were sad to be missing the fireworks in the US but this isn't a bad way to celebrate our independence either. Our villa had a glass floor with fish swimming around that lit up at night! And we indulged in a delicious dinner made from local ingredients grown on the farm and even a couples massage.

We saw many people pushing food carts down the road.
These carts are called kaki lima, meaning five legs. Three from the cart and two from the guy pushing it!

Meet little Yogi. His parents own the local corner shop. He may only be 9 years old but he can run the shop by himself. The petrol is sold in old Absolut bottles for 70 cents a piece.


Little Yogi fills up your scooter, asks you where you're going today, waves goodbye as you scoot away thinking he's the cutest kid in all of Bali.

The gently rolling rice paddies glistened at dawn and dusk.

Rice paddies are full of back-breaking, repetitive work as the rice goes from germination to being picked, replanted farther apart and ultimately harvested.


It's a job the Balinese are proud and grateful to have. Locals told us they felt like their heritage was being lost as many fields are being replaced by guest houses and condos.

The first time we'd seen an entire family ride on one scooter was Costa Rica. So many questions bubbled up. Don't the kids fall off? It wasn't until Bali that we saw it again. Scooter culture is huge in Bali. Some kids start driving on their own at 10 (legally it's 17).

And if carrying your entire family on a scooter wasn't challenging enough, we saw locals pile on bags of groceries, 14 foot bamboo poles and once we even saw somebody carrying a live chicken.


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