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What a View! The Rice Terraces in Terisering, Ubud

What a View! The Rice Terraces in Terisering, Ubud

Up until now, I have been living in Indonesia for a total of 3 years, spending my time in Lombok, Java and Bali. I confess that during my time in the archipelago I have never really learnt how to ride a motorbike. Actually I am quite surprised that I have got around Indonesia for so long without the skill. In Lombok, everything was in walking distance or I shared taxi’s with friends, Java has its trusty Ojek’s (taxi by motorbike) and in Bali I have Isan to chauffeur me around (which I appreciate so much, Hatur nuhun Sayang). Looking at it now, its something I am not proud of and for someone with so much knowledge and understanding of the country and its lifestyle….. well I should have grown a pair long ago.

Two Sundays ago I decided, well really Isan decided for me that I needed to learn. So with a promise of Ubud as our destination, I jumped on the scooter with Isan in the passenger seat and we headed up the mountain. An hour later with white knuckles and a stomach full of butterflies we made it to Ubud, where we were to also meet up with Isans sister and her family. Isans sister lives in Bali as well and most Sundays we try to catch up. This particular family gathering we decided to visit the Famous Rice Terraces of Ubud. Next time when you visit Bali, you should really make your way to Ubud and its outer regions. The photos speak for themselves.

green ricesundownBright rice

The rice terraces are about 20 mins by motorbike from the centre of Ubud and entry is free. You are able to meander around the rice fields at your own pace, but beware that when the sun goes down there is no lighting, so make you way back to the entry before it gets too dark. We had lots of fun and even Isans nephew had time to sit down and enjoy a jam sandwhich. Simple pleasures.

Like Uncle, like Nephew. Having fun in the ricefields

Like Uncle, like Nephew. Having fun in the ricefields

Where's Wally?

Where’s Wally?

Cultural tip for this excursion: If you are going to take a photo of any of the locals around the rice terraces, please ask their permission first. If they oblige, you may give them some small change for their troubles, 5000 would be sufficient.

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I’ve been to Bali too

My Dad and I in Bali, late 80s

Where it all started. My Dad and I first time in Indonesia. Bali, late 80s

Quick poll: How many of you have already been to Bali?

If you are reading this and you’re Australian chances are probably high. The Island of Bali, Indonesia takes in 16,000 Aussie tourists per week, on average 25% of total foreign arrivals in any one year are from the land down under.

I am one of them,  I think I am up to my 5th stint here in the ‘Island of the Gods’. I was so young the first time I came, that I cannot remember my experience. I had to ask my parents what Bali was like for me when I was a 3 year old.

The 80’s were a high time in Bali’s tourism, so we were by no means going off the beaten track. Though after talking with my parents, I could only giggle at how green they were. Stories of misunderstandings with local airport staff, Bali belly disasters and bartering mishaps led me to believe we were definitely experiencing a new adventure.

I can imagine me as a young tot, wide eyed and full of curiosity. Lucky my parents held me close by because they always rehash stories of my young male posse, local women jumping at the chance to stroke my blonde hair and Japanese tourists cornering me for a photo at any given moment. Times were different then, the world was getting to know Indonesia and Indonesia was beginning to get to know the world. Cut to present day Bali and I can walk down the main street of Kuta without so much as a quick glance some days.

Of course there has been many changes since the 1980’s. The Island has become more aware of western culture, there is a new airport and far too many new buildings, but ultimately the same travel stories are always on repeat.

Really you can’t impress anyone these days because they have probably been to Bali too. Australian band Redgum actually wrote a song about this in the early 1980’s. You must watch this video clip for the hilarity factor but also to listen to the lyrics and compare Redgums’ experience to yours.

How much do you think Bali has changed 30 years on? What do you remember most about your trip to Bali? If you haven’t been, I would like to know what is stopping you? Be honest, we are all friends here. Same, same but different.