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Day 6: More Temples

We visited a temple where people go to wash their bodies and cleanse themselves, and pray for prosperity, good fortune and success in their exams (students)
Hello there: guard at the entrance to the temple

SPP crowd before going into the fountain





The spring had many fountains for different things: for success, to heal disease, prevent nightmares etc. there were 2 fountains which are used for cleansing corpses, and are not to be used for normal washing.
We had a good lunch, and I ordered pork ribs and French fries - best pork ribs I have had.

We then visited another temple which had a huge gong that was used in the olden days for celebrations. Origins of it are a part of a moon fell and then someone peed on it or something…
After walking around on the streets in the evening trying to find swimwear for people, we decided to get dinner. Dinner was with the usual crowd (Renuka, Wardah, Jackson, Annisah, Taryn, Andrea and I), at a new place down our street. I had sweet potato, with tempe and brown rice. It was good. I also had a large Carlsberg beer (which reminded me of Malawi days).

I really like Ubud streets at night. They are lively, not too crowded, well lit with stuff happening all around; the restaurants usually have someone outside holding a menu and encouraging people to come in. They also have happy hour offers to attract patrons.
Colorful fishes
I learnt yesterday also about fish feet spa i.e. you dip your feet in water with tiny fishes that then eat the dead skin off your feet! Reminded me of the piranha movies!
Durian! what a fruit!
I also had a taste for the first time, of the durian fruit. Weirdest fruit I have had. It tastes and smells like garlic mixed with onions, but is sweet. I ate two of the fleshy stuff, and after an hour or so, I felt constipated.
Other fruits I had for the first time:

  • Rambutan in the temple: soft white flesh inside with a spiny outer covering, and a pit inside. Great fruit
  • Dragon fruit: spiny on the outside; grows on a plant that looks like cactus. It is pink/purple inside. Delicious fruit
  • Snake fruit/salak: brown outside, and soft white inside. Has a zesty/sweet taste. It helps stop diarrhea i.e. makes poop hard!

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