The honeymoon suite on Monkey Forest road.

This morning after we managed to get off our giant bed we hurriedly showered to get ready for our move to a new place. We had already seen it a couple of days ago. The attraction was such that all objections melted like chocolate in a fondue during a New Years Eve.n The beauty of it always wins. The cabin bags floated by as we were having breakfast at the new place. Do Balinese know by instinct were luggage is supposed to go? Are there messages exchanged by smiles alone? It seems so.

I was hoping to show photos but that seems to elude my tablet skills. Just imagine paradise without Adam and Eve or serpents. A sun over the greenest of rice fields with small pool near ones feet. All this seen from a maroon red double seater at the foot of an endless bed. Rumors have it Michelle Pfeiffer slept here. Even if not true, one gets the image. On the bed, as yet not disturbed by us, two towels folded in two swans intertwined lovingly by thehir swanlike necks. A kind of embrace! Behind the swans a floral display by frangipani and rose petals in the shape of a large heart. All this between the swan towels and pillows. There are four large pillows and two small ones.

I did notice a bit of cynacism creeping in. Several restaurants of which there seem to be as many as there are large kneed Australians display ‘ free WiFi so you don’t have to talk to each other’. One disturbing sign read  ‘beer as cold as your ex wife’! Surely ‘ as cold as your ex husband’ would be just as likely!

As we were eating last night Helvi remarked how I had not enquired how her Gado Gado tasted. The absorption hovering over my own plate took its toll. The Rendang Sapi was delicious to the exclusion of the world. So sorry, dear Helvi. Tonight we shall have a European dish. We might be having too much of a rice time.

Bali will become our place of preference. Where else do people stop you to talk and engage you, ask how you are, where you are going, where you are from. A culture that loves talking. Of course, for those that don’t there is always WiFi to escape in.

27 Responses to “The honeymoon suite on Monkey Forest road.”

  1. Julia Lund Says:

    Who needs pictures when your words paint the scene … in my mind, I’m there. In reality, I’m looking out on a day that is unseasonably grey and chilly, even for the north of England.

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    • berlioz1935 Says:

      Yes, Julia, Bali must seem as the paradise to you as it does to me. If I knew how to avoid the tourist traps I would like to go there too.

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      • gerard oosterman Says:

        when going to Bali, avoid the beaches and popular places. We stay inUbud which is touristy but also very peaceful even just a hundred meters from the main road. You can find yourself in the middle of a rice paddy in a simple home with thatched roof and tiled floor,utterly clean with flowers on the table and hand carved furniture. A culture that is stunning mainly because of their Hindu religion Making beauty is in their genes.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      It is not chilly here. Very warm with some short showers in between sun. While it is very touristy it can be avoided. However, Bowral in Australia is hardly a Mecca of activity, we like the life in bali where both a lovely community exists side by side with a very beautiful and lush nature.Even in the middle of hustle and bustle there are oasis of great tranquillity.

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  2. Carrie Rubin Says:

    Bali had me up until “A culture that loves talking.” But as you say, this introvert can always escape into Wifi too. Though I think I’d rather put on my headphones and veg out at the beach. Sans conversation.😉

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  3. Dorothy Brett Says:

    YeS gerard who needs photos when you have painted it with your words. Love from Dorothy

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  4. 8 Degrees of Latitude Says:

    Gerald, good to see our island intrigues and delights. There are many delights in Monkey Forest Rd, beyond the big red beds. If you have time, drop in at The Three Monkeys – great food, especially the salads, and off-street ambience. Up in the middle section of the street, on the left as you’re going up towards the football field and the market.🙂

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  5. 8 Degrees of Latitude Says:

    And I meant Gerard. Predictive text, which I normally corral in time, got the better of me this time. Grrr.🙂

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  6. Andrew Says:

    Beautifully rounded off Gerard and so perceptive. Lovely post.

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  7. kaytisweetlandrasmussen83 Says:

    Your writing intrigues as usual Gerard A beautiful picture of a lovely island.

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  8. Curt Mekemson Says:

    Ah, I am jealous, Gerard. It was ever so long ago when I experienced the magic. Have a rice day.🙂 –Curt

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  9. Yvonne Says:

    Hmm. I might just have to communicate with you in the future, to get suggestions for a visit to Bali. You do make it sound tempting, Gerard.

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  10. hilarycustancegreen Says:

    I can feel the enthusiasm from here in the UK.

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  11. petspeopleandlife Says:

    Gerard, I have been in tune with every word and by all accounts you are definitely in love with Bali. It sounds inviting but I’m an arm chair traveler and I’ve never had the desire to stray far from home.

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  12. Patti Kuche Says:

    I want to go to Bali!!!

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