The next morning we had breakfast on the beach, and it was after breakfast that the dreaded “Bali belly” hit. Jubie had to return back to the hotel for a few hours of gut rest. Bali belly is actually a pretty hard core virus that tourists sometimes get, we think Jubie may just have the less severe “travelers belly”. Either way it means that “gut rest” is required after eating, and often activities are time limited due to fatigue. Unwilling to let this setback shut the day down completely, Mary rented a moped (yes, she is an experienced motor-cyclist) and taught Jubie how to ride her first motor-bike. What exciting liberty to have the wind in our faces and the open road ahead (the Indos do drive on the left)! We were able to explore the tiny villages along the coast-line, as well as the winding roads towards the mountains inland. In the villages, we observed the strange sight of elderly men stroking and cuddling their roosters. These roosters were then typically returned to individual wicker cages. Mary had been puzzled and scratching her head over this image for days. What we found upon questioning the locals, is that “cock-fighting” is the most popular gambling pastime. Even in the most gentle, creative and spiritual cultures there is an edge of violence.
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