
the barong, a mythical creature found in traditional dances based on Ramayana
early Sunday morning, sara and I stole outside to have a look at Ubud before the tourists woke up for their continental breakfasts.

balinese doorway

at the T-house, the sleeping quarters are open, with only the mosquito netting to keep insects away. it was very cooling as the breezes blow right through, ocassionally the lowing of a cow can be heard amidst the chirping of crickets.

this is the view from our T-house terrace; acres of 'sawah' or padi fields. the locals take a short cut ocassionally and wandered pass, with a smile and a 'selamat pagi'

our pool - the kids swam while we swung genty in silk hammocks.
the T house plan - the people who owned the place were very thoughtful - leaving books and music for our enjoyment. there were even paints and a sketch pad for the children.
