Another perfect day

We felt like royalty arriving in a convoy of a dozen or so SUVs at Umajero Village in the hills of North Bali.

  
A team of traditionally dressed villagers incongruously armed with the latest in walkie talkie technology directed traffic and organised parking in the narrow laneways leading to the village.

   

With flags waving a welcome we entered the “warung” (clan compound) through a narrow entrance, past the garlanded Hindu god Ganesh, and were presented with fresh coconut milk – still in the shells.

  
We were surrounded by beautiful stone buildings with slate rooted and playfulness statues at the entrances. The beautiful sound of gamelans and drums filled the air and the wonderful aroma of roast suckling pig tantalised our taste buds.

  
  
  
We were seated under a sun shelter in front of a temporary stage – the sounds of the gamelan orchestra ramped up and four gorgeously dressed dancers slid gracefully onto the stage and performed an intricate dance, their hands extended with expressive fingers telling the story while their eyes, mouth, and every subtle tilt of the head provided nuance and colour.

  

  

  

    
Later we were also treated to more gamelan music and some traditional tales (in Balinese but with some limited translation), much of the story excellently told through mime by the two actors. Watching the faces of the local people and hearing them laugh added to the enjoyment.

  
  
We were then led to a number of tables groaning with food – spit roast pork, roast chicken galore, kebabs and all kinds of vegetables as well as rice and noodles, fresh tropical fruits, and delicate little sweet cakes.

  
While we ate a smaller gamelan group played for us and after lunch there was more music and dancing. 

  
  
  
Some of the men on the rally were invited to dance with an extremely beautiful and shapely dancer – including  Jonathan! 

  
  
  
 

A lipstick kiss from the beautiful dancer – Jonathan swore he wouldn’t wash for a week!
 

We were just looking at the family temple when big fat drops of rain plopped onto the hot, dusty ground. We just had time to run for cover under the awning of the makeshift stage before the clouds opened and a tropical downpour thundered down. 
  
This was the first rain for five or so months so the village was delighted and the headman declared us “good luck charms” for bringing the much needed soaking.

  
A final cup of coffee and home grown grapes and it was time to leave our new friends. An excellent event for all concerned!

  
  
On the way home we stopped at some hot spring baths and had a wonderful relaxing soak in the spring-fed mineral waters.

  
A perfect end to a perfect day!

    

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Salty tales from Bali Hai

In 2015, after a break from cruising of almost 30 years, my husband and I sailed off into the sunset - this time to the wonderful Islands of Indonesia and beyond. Three years passed and we swapped sails for wheels driving through Scandinavia and Europe in a motor home. Now we are on the brink of another adventure - buying a Lagoon 420 Catamaran in Athens. This is our story.

2 thoughts on “Another perfect day”

  1. What a lovely day! The dancers look so graceful and beautiful, and to watch them dance accompanied by the gamelins must have been magical. Good to see Jonathan on the dance floor!! Bali really looks a paradise island. It must have been great to catch up with Jackie and her husband too – she still looks like the little girl who lived next door to Lorely!

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