Our arrival in Gianjar was overshadowed by the death of Made's uncle, but ever the welcoming family, we were treated to cold drinks before we left mumbles to have a financial chat with the parents. 
In the meantime the rest of us were shown around Gianjar by Putu – the eldest daughter of Made and Niluh. 
It was great fun submerging ourselves in a non-touristy market and enjoying the colours that caught our eyes from all directions: fruit and veges in one corner, bright flowers in another, and then all the temple clothing and offerings one needs to led the Hindu life that most Balinese follow.
The only hiccup in the market adventure was the disappearance of Rita – not really a problem but for 12 year old tour guide Putu it was a major disaster, until our missing person was re-found!
Back at the house Niluh had once again cooked up a total traditional feast for us, and then afterwards Made showed us around the kitchen and educated us on the process of making ceremonial cooked chicken.
This is Niluh's part time business, and the day after tomorrow she had an order of 25 chickens to cook – all on wood fires and a clay oven. Made continued the education by showing an interested Adam how to carry 50 litres of water to the cows each morning, and having a good laugh as Adam attempted to be a Balinese waterboy. 
Depsite our own personal detour on route to Gianjar to a black sand beach, Made insisted on showing us new bungalow developments at the water's edge, just in case we were interested in buying some Bali land! The beach was lovely, and watching the families collecting shellfish at the tideline was enjoyable.
From here we decided to take a drive through nearby Ubud – a thriving arts town full of rice fields and galleries. The drive took us through upmarket areas along one road and then in the blink of an eye into rundown streets where kids flew kites amongst the green foliage.
Unfortunatly we didn't know where on earth we were going and managed to get ourselves quite lost – but we had a great time looking around the things we did find before getting the car in gear and heading towards out beachside home.
When we got home we found a message from our friends Sean and Wendy who we met in Thailand and caught up with in Malaysia. They are now in Bali so we met up for dinner and a great catch up on all their adventures through Indonesia over the last 2 months.
Adlibing family and friends.
In the meantime the rest of us were shown around Gianjar by Putu – the eldest daughter of Made and Niluh. It was great fun submerging ourselves in a non-touristy market and enjoying the colours that caught our eyes from all directions: fruit and veges in one corner, bright flowers in another, and then all the temple clothing and offerings one needs to led the Hindu life that most Balinese follow.The only hiccup in the market adventure was the disappearance of Rita – not really a problem but for 12 year old tour guide Putu it was a major disaster, until our missing person was re-found!
Back at the house Niluh had once again cooked up a total traditional feast for us, and then afterwards Made showed us around the kitchen and educated us on the process of making ceremonial cooked chicken.
This is Niluh's part time business, and the day after tomorrow she had an order of 25 chickens to cook – all on wood fires and a clay oven. Made continued the education by showing an interested Adam how to carry 50 litres of water to the cows each morning, and having a good laugh as Adam attempted to be a Balinese waterboy. Depsite our own personal detour on route to Gianjar to a black sand beach, Made insisted on showing us new bungalow developments at the water's edge, just in case we were interested in buying some Bali land! The beach was lovely, and watching the families collecting shellfish at the tideline was enjoyable.From here we decided to take a drive through nearby Ubud – a thriving arts town full of rice fields and galleries. The drive took us through upmarket areas along one road and then in the blink of an eye into rundown streets where kids flew kites amongst the green foliage.
Unfortunatly we didn't know where on earth we were going and managed to get ourselves quite lost – but we had a great time looking around the things we did find before getting the car in gear and heading towards out beachside home.
When we got home we found a message from our friends Sean and Wendy who we met in Thailand and caught up with in Malaysia. They are now in Bali so we met up for dinner and a great catch up on all their adventures through Indonesia over the last 2 months.
Adlibing family and friends.
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