The hardest part of enjoying time on the beach is entertaining the many sellers that walk up and down trying to sell their stuff to the tourists. Well, actually, the hardest part is saying, “No,” to most every one of them. They like to look at me like they don’t understand English, as if waiting in front of me will make me say, “Yes.” I don’t, but I just love feeling awkward…that was sarcasm.
I am impressed by their ability to balance their wares on their heads, though. Seriously. That’s amazing.
I saw these two on the beach and they were so cute together. He would clumsily go out into the water with his surf board and do amazingly awkward things, and she would stand on the beach taking pictures.
Later, when I was eating lunch, they were sitting and chatting, so I snapped this photo. I wish them a great future together.
We spent the day at Seminyak Beach. It was a beautiful day, and we all got burnt. We’ve been living in Jakarta for the last six months and, although it’s always warm, we’ve never been in direct sunlight for much time. At the beach in Bali, we all spent so much time out in the sun and everybody in the family went to bed with a little extra redness.
I will admit that in spite of the sunburns, I loved being in the salty ocean air. The water of the Indian Ocean is so warm, far warmer than any ocean water I’ve ever been in, but the sky was blue and the air was fresh…ish. Wonderful day.
I don’t know which Hindu god this is, but he might be battling a dragon for better deals for Christmas Eve shopping.
This is one of many gods we saw on our way into the city of Kuta, Bali. The fact that the “late night shopping” sign is in the background just adds a post-modern materialistic context to a very old religion. Hmm…I wonder what the rest of our trip will be like?
I love when I’m shooting and I find that, to my surprise, my candid photo has turned into a posed photo.
We were sitting in the Soekarno-Hatta Airport in Jakarta, waiting to leave on our Christmas trip to Bali and I was taking some photos. I thought I had Ben without his knowing it, and then he turned to look right up my lens as I shot this. Ha! My son cracks me up.
We’re going to Bali tomorrow, and I’ve got a big, whanging headache. I’ll try to write something more poignant and witty tomorrow. We’ll see.