We had been encouraged to engage with our inner child but I thought "uh uh, not getting my pretty sketckers dirty, I'd rather go barefoot! However Keiko didn't want to get muddy toes. So we had to compromise and walk along the road to explore a picturesque little village, which was unfortunately overrun with what appeared to be rapid dogs. I voted to turn back before we became breakfast.
After a quick shower I got ready for breakfast, I was so delighted, it was mainly traditional Indonesian, I revelled in the bubur nasi with all trimmings. Once again it was positively geared in my favour. I for one was delighted that I wasn't subjected to dry omelettes and hard poached eggs.
Several of the girls, not naming names, Vicki, were so set on having a barista made coffee that they paid a driver to take them into Ubud to get them coffees. Rebecca one of the participants, a girl after my own heart had organised this, she mentioned her coffee run to her work mate, Vicki, who hones in on the word coffee, ran off leaving her $89 shirt and french toast behind. She did not even say goodbye!! I must say I was insanely jealous and didn't answer any questions during the two hour session on the meaning of mindfulness something which I just got a HD for in my Master's! I was in a mixed state of emotion, extreme jealousy, coffee deprivation and fuzzy brain.
After 2 hours of mindfulness content followed by morning tea - i think it was pineapple- yoga with a spiritual healer Guru Made, due to my past life I have no need for spiritual healing, and had no desire to be 'enlightened'. The yoga however was quite enjoyable, Keiko is a yogi already and it was like watching a human rubber band. Guru was really into the breath which highlighted my two failed nose jobs, the right nostril was totally defunct!
Okay although I piked out of some of the strenuous yoga at the end which Vicki said was like a Thai massage. She incidentally was more flexible than our own personal yogi bear for one of the bends, a fact she was stoked about!
Lunch was in an absolutely stunning venue Samur Kuning, it was like being royalty, the traffic was stopped, umbrellas were rushed over to shade our precious heads, flowers were tucked behind our shell like ears. We had a well ventilated table and a picturesque view. I had nasi campur which was presented so artistically and was enak as well, Keiko went Western style to my surprise and chomped into a chicken burger with gusto, totally abandoning our cultural experience. Unfortunately Vicki's pork satay was underwhelming and chewy. She certainly wasn't lucky with food today.
After lunch I had more energy as I'd had an iced cappuccino and the caffeine had given me a little nudge. We had a sharing of minds which was great as I was at a table of people who were not teachers and had consultancy roles like myself. Vicki and Keiko both felt that there group sharing experience was both therapeutic and worthwhile.
The shuttle into town had been booked by our little Yogi Bear, and at 6pm we were off on a culinary journey again. Vicki was hankering for a porky meal with less chomp, so we settled at Warung Laba Labs, which had great indo ribs, (falling off the bone) I ordered them as well, Keiko had tofu kerri which she enjoyed so we were all fed and watered more than satisfactorily.
After dinner we ambled along the wobbly footpaths I bought a batik patchwork duffle bag as Rui had nabbed both of them last year on my birthday holiday. I didn't do a big bargain and thought $10 was a fair price.
Vicki nearly lost her sun shirt at a silk dress boutique and had to run back when it was almost pick up time at Coco's supermarket, luckily her feet were blessed with the speed and nimbleness of a gazelle.
When we got home, we discussed how full we were, so I am quite perplexed as to why we ended up on our little patio eating every scrap of food in our possession! Note to us - holiday calories don't count!
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