day 867

Finally, my favourite picture from Bali, a wee crab moving snappily along Seminyak beach. I took quite number of shots for the bugger. Wish he was crawling closer..

day 866

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 8 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 865

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 7 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 864

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 6 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 863

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 5 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 862

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 4 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 861

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 3 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 860

One morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali.
Picture 2 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 859

The following eight pictures are taken one morning somewhere along the beach in Seminyak, Bali. The night of that day was a full moon night, the last before the Galungan.

Never mind that the last word of my three word-name is the name of the Baliness goddess of knowledge, art and literature, I do not have any ideas of the prayer's procedures and meanings. So, the pictures have to go without captions. Oops.

I would like to dedicate the series to some good 'ol friends of mine who I know love Bali so much: Michael (rest in peace), Mona, Eric, Berthy & son, and Melati...

Picture 1 of 8, taken in sequence.

day 858

...And during my trip to Bali this time, I've found out too that my heart is such a complicated thing that sometimes it reacts without logic, without warning, without pity on me...

I am not getting over it yet.
But I am sorting this out now.

It was a nice trip after all. Thanks P&P, and happy birthday!

day 857

...And its delicious nasi campur and (only recently tasted) babi guling... :)

day 856

...and the warmth of Baliness,
with their souls in every single deeds they do..

day 855

... And of course, the paddy field, with its tins and plastic bags to scare the birds, the sound of bamboo flute from that hut, and where the fireflies dancing and the fireballs fighting at night...

day 854

... The rich culture of Bali, where everything is magical...
The dances, the music, the garbs, the offerings, and even the dogs... :)

day 853

During this trip, I was reminded on how beautiful Bali is..

The sea, the waves, the dark greenish blue water, the wind, the sound of the sea.. calling you to jump and dance with them..

day 852

Bali. An island of paradise.
A place with so many fond memories from the time when I was young, rebellious.. full of dreams of mountain, rivers, sea, waves, turtles.. penniless.. and naive :)

Just visited Bali again after 4 years absent. This is for P&P birthday party; 2-5 Oct, Seminyak.

Self portrait, afternoon in Ku De Ta.