For our first day off, a bunch of the girls did a day trip to Ubud, the spiritual and cultural center of Bali. It's only a little over an hour away, so with our trusty driver Putu, we headed off for a fun day of eating and shopping in the market.
With some of my new friends at lunch: Tania and Karine
lunch of spiced fish wrapped in banana leaves, beans, and yellow rice with coconut chutney...Mmmmmm
at the market
sooooo tempted to add this cute little teapot to my collection
decorative door handles
lots of natural oils for sale
view of the street outside of the market
carving on a temple
gamelan practice outside of the palace
photo opp. with Karine, Marianne, and Sally
FYI Balinese wine is not the greatest
The next day is just a rest day to catch up on some studying and get to the beach to mentally prepare for another intense week.
End of day 6 and we are all ready for a couple of well-deserved days off. Here's a little run-down of how my days have been going:
My day starts at 7am with an asana and pranayama practice (breathing with postures) and that goes 'til 9:30. We get an hour for breakfast, then back to class which is sometimes lecture, but the last couple days has been foundation of postures which means you're learning by doing the movements and breaking them apart to know how to teach them. Break for lunch at 12:30, back at 2, and then more class til 6:30pm. I am gaining so much knowledge but by the end of the day I'm basically just mentally, physically, and energetically exhausted! It's all pretty amazing though, can't wait to see what the next week brings...I may never want to leave here. ;)
View from the yoga shala--over some thatched roofs is the Indian Ocean.
stretching those hammies
practicing our balance
Tomorrow some of the girls and I are heading up to Ubud for the day to get a sense of the culture...and the markets too of course.
Also, my favorite new phrase. So the first full day everyone started arriving and naturally congregated to the pool--28 women and 2 guys. Why more men don't do yoga with those statistics, I'll never understand. Bali is hot and humid and there are bugs galore, but it's the most lush place you'll ever see and the smells are just fantastic. Also, the fruit here is divine and you can get a lassi anywhere, which really just makes it all worth it.
3 minutes down the road is Canggu beach
I love how the temples blend in with the environment
temple on the beach
one of our guardians
one of my new friends at the beach after our venture out to the local warong for papaya lassis and banana pancakes (and yes, they are as delicious as they sound!)
Today Greg, Sorcha, her best friend Georgie and I took a little trip down to Bicheno for lunch and a little exploring. Originally we were going to attempt a hike (or bushwalking as they call it here) in Douglass-Apsley National Park, but with the kiddies in tow, we decided to check out a nature/animal park instead. And really, I couldn't leave Tasmania without seeing a Tasmanian Devil firsthand.
We first checked out the "blow hole", so called for obvious reasons: when the big waves roll in, water shoots up through the rocks, thus looking like a whale's blow hole. The surf's been pretty intense the last couple days, so the timing really was perfect.
Idyllic little Bicheno.
Then we went to Natureworld. Prior to coming here, I had heard about the freakish cancer that's spreading through Tasmanian Devils and affecting about 65% at this point. Natureworld is one of the few places that is protecting healthy devils and allowing them to live and procreate in a safe environment. Though you couldn't interact with the devils on your own (they are kind of mean and have some serious teeth) there were about 20 kangaroos just bouncing around, willing to be pet and fed. It really was a cool experience...and kangaroos are soft like bunnies.
chilling with the patriarch of the kangaroos
feeding mama as well as joey
sarcophilas harrisii, aka Tasmanian Devil, aka I eat road kill
One benefit of jet lag is that it adjusts you to an earlier time schedule. Uncharacteristically I have been waking up between 6:30 and 7 AM since arriving and was lucky enough to catch this view before the clouds rolled in this morning. Not bad, eh?
The other day Greg and I went for a hike up to St. Patrick's Head state park, where, in typical Glasser male fashion, he failed to impart on me the intensity of the climb. So after some huffing and puffing (coming from me only, Greg was able to carry on long-winded conversations without any trouble, naturally) we finally made it up to the top. And of course, the view was awesome!
I made it!
love those gums...
Isn't Tassie worth a visit? I think it's so under appreciated...
Newly minted Washington, D.C. resident going on a big adventure to Bali, Indonesia for a month-long yoga teacher training course. I'll be traveling around Australia as well as staying flexible to wherever the wind blows me. You can call me tumbleweed.