Bali: The Coast is Clear
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selenakAfter travelling across the island quite often, we stuck to the coast these last days. Which makes for the theme of this last pic spam, as I don't expect there will be any new sights from now till Monday. And after all, where better to end one's impressions of an island?
Let's start with the fishermen. They go out each evening; these photos were taken on the public beach of Jimbaran. Before the tourists came, this peninsula was quite the outcast region. Nowadays, of course, it's quite different. Still, the evening atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.
You can see the fisher boats on the horizon:
They're also passing this pier, which belongs to our hotel:
Speaking of. The hotel in question has a wedding scheduled just about every day. It's also very popular with Japanese honeymooners, it seems, who are the majority of the guests. Dad picked it for that reason, 40th wedding anniversary and all (the actual day was yesterday). It's settled snugly in the coastal landscape which means you get to choose between several pools, such as this one, which has sea water:
and the beach proper, which looks like this:
En route to this beach, called Kubu, you pass this little house, which is actually a spa:
Where he took my mother as annniversary treat, and here I must show off my adorable parents again:
Mind you, going to the spa isn't without risk when the waves are high:
Whcih they sometimes are. I mean, try today, on Kubu beach:
Dad and self were undeterred and braved the sea. My mother took pictures, but she hasn't mastered the art of the zoom, so don't expect close-ups, but you get to see the size relation of us versus the waves quite accurately. Let me assure you, it was glorious fun. Forget about massages, who needs them if you have the waves to whirl you around?
And finally, a sight one sees only rarely, because usually the sight in question is covered with clouds and mist. One of the two volcanoes on the island, which was visible for a bit this morning. The last outbreak, or so I was told, was in 1963. As with the people of Naples and the Vesuvius or the Sicilians around the Aetna, one is torn between admiration and bewilderment to see the Balinese taking their ticking clock so in stride. Admittedly, it makes for a beautiful sight, and shall be my final picture of the island of the gods:
Let's start with the fishermen. They go out each evening; these photos were taken on the public beach of Jimbaran. Before the tourists came, this peninsula was quite the outcast region. Nowadays, of course, it's quite different. Still, the evening atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.
You can see the fisher boats on the horizon:
They're also passing this pier, which belongs to our hotel:
Speaking of. The hotel in question has a wedding scheduled just about every day. It's also very popular with Japanese honeymooners, it seems, who are the majority of the guests. Dad picked it for that reason, 40th wedding anniversary and all (the actual day was yesterday). It's settled snugly in the coastal landscape which means you get to choose between several pools, such as this one, which has sea water:
and the beach proper, which looks like this:
En route to this beach, called Kubu, you pass this little house, which is actually a spa:
Where he took my mother as annniversary treat, and here I must show off my adorable parents again:
Mind you, going to the spa isn't without risk when the waves are high:
Whcih they sometimes are. I mean, try today, on Kubu beach:
Dad and self were undeterred and braved the sea. My mother took pictures, but she hasn't mastered the art of the zoom, so don't expect close-ups, but you get to see the size relation of us versus the waves quite accurately. Let me assure you, it was glorious fun. Forget about massages, who needs them if you have the waves to whirl you around?
And finally, a sight one sees only rarely, because usually the sight in question is covered with clouds and mist. One of the two volcanoes on the island, which was visible for a bit this morning. The last outbreak, or so I was told, was in 1963. As with the people of Naples and the Vesuvius or the Sicilians around the Aetna, one is torn between admiration and bewilderment to see the Balinese taking their ticking clock so in stride. Admittedly, it makes for a beautiful sight, and shall be my final picture of the island of the gods:
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Date: 2008-07-19 01:37 pm (UTC)Another lovely picture of your parents - glad they are having such a good time.
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Date: 2008-07-19 08:21 pm (UTC)Another fic for you: The Fundamental Things Apply (http://community.livejournal.com/femslash08/13641.html), Donna/Martha JE post-ep.
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Date: 2008-07-19 10:53 pm (UTC)As always, beautiful pictures! Thanks for sharing! :)
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