Bali Day Six

After breakfast this morning, we bade farewell to our Peninsula Beach resort, as we headed for two days in Ubud, which Dad titled "the cultural centre of Bali". We had transport from the hotel, and settled in for the hour and 45 minute journey from Tanjung Benoa. The traffic was as chaotic as ever, what I would class as organised chaos. Everyone seems to know what they are doing, but there are the usual many close shaves when it comes to bingles or scrapes or just plain running someone down. Why anyone would ever hire their own car or motorbike in Bali and drive themselves is beyond me.

We arrived at the so-named Honeymoon Suites around midday, and waited a while for our rooms to be ready. They are different from our other two hotels, much more in the traditional Bali style, something Helen was ecstatic about.

Then off we went to explore the new town. Even though it has been 22 years since I was last here, I still couldn't believe the change that had occurred. When I last came it was still a country town, with some bustle around the markets, but not a lot else. The one cafe I remember was the Lotus Cafe, with Ubud Music across the road. They're still there, but they are now surrounded by suburbia. we walked down the hill so Mum could get to her favourite shop for fabric and such, while I took a couple of photos off the bridge. they don't show the true depth of the valley.

We had afternoon tea at the Casa Luna Bakery. As it turns out, we had dinner there as well, downstairs in the secondary dining area. It was all very pleasant.

In the afternoon we swam in the pool, before we had happy hour on the balcony outside our room. Helen took some photos of the view.