I remembered another place in Bali that I thought had beautiful rice terraces, so I rented a bicycle and went searching for the spot. After finding it, I have to disagree with the two travel agents yesterday. But first, my morning ride.
Five minutes after leaving the center of town of Ubud heading north, I was in the rice fields.
I ended up riding to the village of Petulu, famous for its white herons. You know when you made it to the town, for the road is white with heron shit as they hang out in the trees above it.
Laundry, once again.
I ended up riding to the village of Petulu, famous for its white herons. You know when you made it to the town, for the road is white with heron shit as they hang out in the trees above it.
Laundry, once again.
In the afternoon I road out to the town of Tagalalang. Once again I have to apologize for the number of pictures, for it was so difficult to edit. Not to take anything away from Jatiluweh and the vastness of the rice terraces there, but these are my favorite terraces. I remember going here with Christy 26 years ago, and then again with my first Evergreen student group to Indonesia in 1992.
Hey! that looks familiar. I am glad to think that even though Ubud is no longer a little village, some things are still beautifully the same as they have always been. xoxo
ReplyDeleteLooks like the same rice paddies we saw in Sept. Still thinking about our trip. What an amazing place. Have fun in Ubud.
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