We woke up early to go up to Ubud about an hour and a half north of us to go on a bike tour through some of the countryside which consists of rice patties and more rice patties.
It was, everybody now: "Beautiful and Amazing!"
Breakfast overlooking some rice patties
Chanel and I decided we have no reason to complain about our laundry rooms or our kitchens
If we look somewhat skeptical, it's cause we're not quite convinced that teeth-shaving is a good idea. They do this to the teenagers when the girls get their first period and the boys voices start cracking.
But we did think it might be fun to save our placentas after we give birth and then bury them in our front yards and place a stone as a marker til the kids move out. The best part is that the husbands are the ones that have to clean the placentas before they are buried. Yum.
Riding thru the local villages near Ubud
Visiting the rice fields. I'll never complain about my job again.
The end of the bike ride got a little harder and muddier.
Next time I won't wear a skirt and flip flops.
We ended it at Baggi's home (he runs the tour) where his wife had a home cooked meal waiting for us and it was scrumptious!
We met this awkward, but hilarious, guy Stu on our ride.