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Bali was a different world.
First of all, when I went out on the street, no one was wearing masks. What, they don't wear masks overseas! ? Let's wear a mask! That's what I felt when I was in Japan.
The moment I arrived in Bali, I realized how cramped it was! Is this different too? Feeling liberated! ! It was usually crowded with tourists from Europe and America, and I wondered how long Japan would stay like this...
By going outside, I felt like I was able to remember that the ``obvious yardstick'' is completely different.
That's why it's no good if you stay still! That's what I felt.
A scene of people making offerings in a corner of a temple. A lifestyle that is filled with prayer.
For the first few days, we went to a suburb called "Sidmen". I spent about 2 hours by car from the airport in a small town in the eastern part of Bali.
Beautiful rural scenery, starry skies, and a white dog at the warung (dining room).
He was friendly and docile, and his tail was swinging around!
It is said to be a place where the original scenery of Bali remains, and I'm sure that's true.
A winding, narrow, poorly maintained road is lined with old-fashioned houses with red tiled roofs on both sides, and apart from a small shop, the only area is rice fields. I only hear the sounds of birds and insects. It was a really beautiful place.
However, in reality, the garbage problem is especially serious in the suburbs of Indonesia. A large amount of garbage is dumped along rivers and roadsides, and there are many places that emit a foul odor.
There is no infrastructure to collect trash.
Plastic waste is a particular problem. You can't just keep it at home, this is what happens...I learned this for the first time.
The scenery around the small hotel where I stayed and the rest of the island was so beautiful that while I felt dizzy in the gap, I felt like I was able to get a glimpse of a different side of this island.
The cotton stole was a big hit. This is a "sun and moon" pattern and is called sunbathing . Since it is red, some people choose it to celebrate their 60th birthday!
Sidumen is a really small village and there aren't many restaurants.
After walking to a small central area, I started getting hungry and was at my limit.
I took the plunge and entered the small warung (dining room) whose exterior made me think, ``Would you like to go in here?''
There is no menu and it is unclear how to order. Don't you feel hungry? However, the lady had a nice smile on her face and the smell was amazing, so I decided to trust my nose and go in.
The only Indonesian I understand is Nasi Goreng (!)
I ordered “Nasi Goreng PLEASE!” (I got it!).
While chopping vegetables with a round, well-used cutting board, I throw them (really throw them!) into a cast iron frying pan. The force of the fire was extremely intense. A liquid is poured from a bottle containing something like seasoning (what's inside?). I can't get lost in Auntie's hands. At my feet, a stray dog is eating something that has fallen (!). Wipe the pot with a cloth that you don't know when it was washed. This is Asia.
Here is the finished product after frying with a Shakan Shakan ladle.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! ! The rice is fluffy, the edges of the egg are crispy, how delicious is nasi goreng? ! The best! ! ! It was about 250 yen!
After a few days stay, we headed to Ubud. As you know, it is one of the most popular tourist destinations in the world! I'm sure many of you have visited there.
Some of the stores that were there when I visited in 2020 are no longer there, and some are still closed, but I got the impression that things are more lively than they were then. The city was very lively with tourists from Europe and America.
In Indonesian, strolling around is called "jalan jalan" (sounds cute), and in Ubud I just enjoyed jalan jalan.
When I asked a hotel manager at a large hotel in the center, he told me that most of the customers were from France, as well as tourists from the United States, Australia, and European countries.
I didn't meet any Japanese people at all, and even though I was there for quite a while, I only saw two groups.
At various places, local guides for Japanese people told me, ``It's okay in Bali, so please tell the Japanese to come!''
Fresh watermelon juice. This feeling of being in a southern country is irresistible.
I got an oil massage at a massage parlor for about 1,000 yen for 60 minutes, and drank coconut juice. We enjoyed a local lunch at the warung (restaurant) that he told us about, and bought coffee beans at a shop (Bali Buda) that sells organic food and cosmetics.
I love my local supermarket! !
Ubud is much easier to spend than summer in Japan, and it gets a bit chilly in short sleeves after the sun goes down. The temperature was perfect, just enough to wear a long-sleeved shirt. (The first time I went there in February, it was hotter and I was exhausted!)
This is right in front of the hotel we stayed at.
It was an otherworldly beauty, as if a completely different time was passing by.
Then I went looking for wooden tableware.
The wooden bowl I bought for my home when I went to Ubud last time was easy to use and I've been using it a lot, so I wanted to get another one.
But I can't find anything good. The store I bought it from last time was already gone. Mumumu···
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