I got up at Farmstay and my Dad was climbing Mt Agung.

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I didn’t have breakfast right then. But we did bug spray because there were so many bugs. And then we had breakfast.

After breakfast I was waiting until lunchtime for more activities with the other children.  And I went for a walk in the rice fields with my Mom and Aili and Aili kept complaining about the mud.

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And a man offered for us to come see the pigs, chickens and cows.  And I got to feed the pigs and cows.  I don’t really know what it was it was just a green plant.

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Then we walked back through the rice fields.  And that was when I fell in the mud.  And since it had rained there was lots of mud down in the ditches of the rice fields and I fell down in them four feet on down! And I had rice in my hair and mud all over my clothes.  I laughed. The ditches are for carrying the water so the rice can grow.

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And then the kids came and we had art class after I got all washed off.  And we taught Baby Ketut how to draw with crayons. It didn’t look like she had ever seen crayons.

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The kids were about 9 years old they were older.  And my Mom drew a picture of an offering and I just drew a beautiful picture I don’t even know what I was drawing I just can’t describe it exactly.

After art class my Dad came home.  Then he showed us the big rice mountain bar and it was really still good white rice cake and it seemed like it was wrapped in scraps of banana leaves.

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I’ll write about the rest of Farmstay Day 2 on another day.

We went to a farmstay and it was pouring.  And my Sister said it wasn’t just pouring it was DUMPING!  In the car we were already soaked because we went to the water temple and it started raining on us.

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Here is my Mom soaking wet having the pumpkin cake when we got to farmstay.

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We went on a narrow and bumpy road and even then when we parked there was a path across the rice fields and then down some stairs to farmstay. It was probably the muddiest thing I have ever been in. And even on the way out it was pulling on my croc and it made my Sister’s dolphin flip flop get stuck.

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When we got there we were cold because we were soaking.  And it was the first time I had been cold on the trip.  We took our wet clothes off and dried off and I snuggled with my sister under a sleeping bag and it was just like camping.

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They even brought us some warm pumpkin cake wrapped in banana leaves.  It was not like birthday cake more related to pancake.  It was moist and sweet and chewy.

The place where we stayed was not like a house with inside bedrooms and stuff.  There was a platform with no walls and a table and some beds that even had mosquito nets. Aili and I had our own beds and my Mom and Dad had a bigger one.

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We sat on the platform with a low table and pillows and had dinner.  There was tofu and rice of course and chicken curry that I didn’t have and corn fritters and vegetables and tempeh and all of it came from the farm.

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Then my Mom read to us some about the Hindu gods and we went to bed.

This is Aili sleeping under the mosquito net:

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And this is me sleeping:

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In my next entry I am definitely going to tell about how I fell in the mud!

We went to the Waterbom.  It is waterslides. It was very sunny.  I saw big big waterslides.  Mostly they were green, blue and yellow.

The first place where Aili and I went was a thing that I don’t really know what it was.  Well, actually it was like a big sort of jungle water thing.  It was blue, red and green.  There was a net. There was even waterslides. There was a big blue bucket that when it got full tipped over and fell all over the watery jungle and some people screamed. There was a worker and he was wearing a blue coat. He let people go on the waterslide and made sure they did not bump into each other.

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Next the whole family floated around on the lazy river.  And I even went two times!

Then it was time for the big waterslides!  The first one we went on was the Raft River.  We slid on intertubes.  I went with Dad. Aili went with Mom.  We were sliding up on the sides of the slide because the water whooshed us up.  And then we came out the bottom and went splash in the big pool.

Next me and Dad did the Boogie Mats.  On the boogie mats your head goes first and you are holding onto the handles and you go Zoom.  Then we did the Race Track Jungle Ride and you just lay on your back and squeezed your legs together and put your arms on your chest.  And Aili and Mom tried it and Aili got water up her nose.

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Then me and my Dad went on the Smash Down.  The Smash Down was the tallest water slide.  We had to walk up probably over 100 stairs to get there.  It was a little exciting and a little scary at the top.  And I went down it but I still kept tight.  And it was almost freefall.  It was the fastest I had ever gone in my life.  When I got to the bottom it sprayed water everywhere.  I was smiling aand laughing because I had done a big adventure.  And I even did the Smash Down three times.  Here is a video of me doing the Smash Down!

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In my last post I wrote about duck diving into the waves.

Now I’m going to tell you about how delicious and interesting the Seafood BBQ was.

We found a place to eat that was called Menega Cafe. There were a bunch of seafood restaurants. In front of the restaurants were coconut husks and motorcycles.  Most people drive motorcycles in Indonesia.

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The coconut husks were for cooking the fish and lobsters.

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Next Dad was haggling for the price of our seafood BBQ which nobody usually does in Truckee but it is very normal in Indonesia. These are pictures of the lobsters and fish that we ate.

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This one is called yellow crazy fish because it seems like it is going crazy in the tank maybe that is why they named it crazy.

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Then they kill and clean the live seafood and bring it to the BBQ. This video is of a lobster getting chopped.

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This picture is of the lobsters and fish on the BBQ and you can see the coconut husks under the BBQ. Then it comes out of the kitchen and its ready.

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And here is the yellow crazy fish on our table. And my Dad ate an eyeball! You can see the eyeball in the picture.

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Here is a picture I took with my Mom and Dad and a man selling corn in the background during the sunset.

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And it was a fun day at the beach.

 

Yesterday was a big family adventure.  And it was fun at Jimbaran Beach.  First I ran down and jumped in the water.

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This is a picture of me at the beach club where we spent the day.

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And my big challenge and adventure for the day was learning to “duck dive” under waves.  It was scary at first because the waves were hitting me and I didn’t know how to go underneath them. I know you can duck dive under the waves because I see my Dad do it with his surfboard.

To start my Dad would say “1, 2, 3” and then we would dive together under the waves.  And then I learned how to do it myself because of watching my Dad.

In this picture you can see I dived right when the wave came.

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In this picture I’m already gone!

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There’s me popping up

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In this video you can see I learned how to duck dive.

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In Part II I’ll tell you about how delicious and cool they made the seafood BBQ for dinner at Jimbaran.

 

Yesterday I decided to do my biggest swim yet in the ocean.  We swam out to a little boat that seaweed farmers use.  You  can see it in the picture below.  It was about 50 meters (m) from the shore.  One meter is about the same as 3 feet (ft).  So that means the little boat was 50m X 3ft away = 150 feet! I will do a blog post on the metric system of measurements another day.

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When I got to the edge of the ocean there was some coral I had to walk over and I had to dive under the waves that were breaking on the shore.  I was a little nervous when the waves were breaking.  I felt I could do it because I could trust my Dad, and because I have been practicing my swimming so much in the pool where I can’t touch either.

I got scared swimming out because I couldn’t touch the bottom and the waves were big and coming at my face and I got a lot of saltwater in my mouth.  I threw a little temper tantrum and grabbed onto my Dad.  I stopped my temper tantrum because that wouldn’t let me swim, and then I swam all the way to the little boat.  When I got to the little boat I felt pretty cool.  I climbed into the little boat and that wasn’t that hard.

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We rested for a little while in the little boat.  Tiny little pieces of seaweed were floating around in a little bit of water. Then I dove back in and headed for shore.  On the way back I didn’t have a temper tantrum and I swam for shore.  I knew I could make it that far because I had swum out to the boat.  I didn’t need to grab onto my Dad.  I ran out of breath a couple times and treaded water to rest and I was screaming “I ran out of breath!”. But then I just swam into shore even though I almost took a big gulp of saltwater.

When I got  close to shore I ran out of breath again. But I reached for the bottom with my feet and I could touch so I stopped being scared and walked and crawled up onto the beach.  I lay down on the sand and I felt really good that I had done a big adventure.  I felt tired and really happy.  Then I went up to our beach chairs and lay down!

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I have tasted a lot of new and interesting food in Bali.

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20130327-211003.jpgOne of my favorite new tastes is green pancake! It has coconut and palm sugar inside.

My family went to the town to see the Ogoh Ogoh parade. Ogoh Ogoh are enormous. They are made of paper mâché. It was a little scary but I was brave.

Megan’s note:
The Ogoh Ogoh are part of the traditional Balinese festival of Nyepi — similar to our New Year. It is tradition for the Balinese to build these enormous creatures to represent all the bad from the year past. They parade them at sunset and then burn them. The following day everyone stays in their houses and is quiet (called “Silent Day”). Of course we did this too! No cars on the road, or even planes in the sky. Not even lights are allowed on in the house. It feels as though all of Bali is empty. The idea is that all the bad spirits that were burned the night before will think nobody is here and leave. A fresh start to the New Year.

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The Indian Ocean is warm and a beautiful bright blue that shimmers like a jewel. The ocean was shallow and I was able to swim out far.

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My mom found an interesting snail in our front yard in Bali.