<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 20:38:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Adlibing Asia</title><description>The Adlibing Asia Adventure continues here, keep up to date with our adventures - After finishing work in China in June 2008, we have travelled to Mongolia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, India, and Nepal. Join us as we continue our journey through Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Malaysia, Philippines and Indonesia. If all things go to plan we should be home July 2009!!</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>409</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-44270126028066726</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T06:30:15.074+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 764 - Classical Mystery Tour</title><description>While our hosts went off to work this morning (oh shit, we're going to have to do that soon), the three of us blissfully slept in until around lunch time!!! After that we awoke to a friendly message, breakfast supplies, directions towards shops, and a communication tool we think is called a cell-phone!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the afternoon was spent doing mundane western things, like buying groceries and winter warms so we don't freeze to death in the southern hemisphere. It's pretty cool to be able to wander the streets, easily reading street names, talk to shop people and follow the full conversation. It's particularly nice to blend in - for the first time in years we don't feel like highly visible tourists even though we actually still are tourists here checking out the sights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come evening we caught the tram into town and met for a drink at a proper bar, with great live music, where we had a few drinks before making our way to the the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hamer&lt;/span&gt; Hall Arts Centre in central Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385664429316353570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25Q5TbriI/AAAAAAAAF14/sKfch2pXy8Y/s320/DSCN6619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to the Arts Centre we admired the shining lights that bathe the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt; waterways, glorious churches, and a huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel in the distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385664439396128178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25Re2o1bI/AAAAAAAAF2A/Qy2FF3Bia8I/s320/DSCN6621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rory brought Adam back to student days in a hurry by popping wine bottles out of his backpack which we began to drink at pace before being told by police to put it away!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385664401962130834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25PTZrXZI/AAAAAAAAF1g/0eiEJ7TmkBI/s320/DSCN6603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next few hours were spent singing along to The Beatles accompanied by the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra. It was just so spot-on that they almost had us fooled that we were watching The Beatles! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385664421480055954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25QcHHRJI/AAAAAAAAF1w/_kfy937EL0w/s320/DSCN6613.jpg" /&gt;Having the orchestra play along with them just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heightened&lt;/span&gt; the experience - it was great that in such a stunning setting there was nothing wrong with singing along and jumping up in the aisles and having a dance!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385664411759977666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25P35qpMI/AAAAAAAAF1o/oQgK_IUgfOw/s320/DSCN6606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the evening we wandered through town before jumping back on the tram to get back home, where the boys settled into some more drinks and a good chinwag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; The Beatles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-44270126028066726?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-764.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr25Q5TbriI/AAAAAAAAF14/sKfch2pXy8Y/s72-c/DSCN6619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-891415905631748466</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T05:58:24.858+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 763 - Out of Asia</title><description>After a not-so-successful sleep, we "woke" up, went shopping at the airport supermarket for breakfast, and set about filling up the hours until our lunch-time flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlights during this waiting time were buying Liv a pair of shoes at a bargain price, and getting changed into normal clothes (jeans, shoes and jerseys) for our flight back into the Western World! Obviously our last few hours in Asia were fairly non-eventful! There was quite a bit of excitement when we thought we might be able to get some roti channai for lunch, but it wasn't to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before it was time to board, Rita and Liv went over to the food court and bought mee goreng galore to sustain us for the long flight to Brisbane. You're not meant to bring food onto the Air Asia flights, but being the budgeteers we are there's no way we're going to pay 9 ringit for mee goreng on the plane, when you can get it for 3 ringit at the food court!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.30am we began the checked in process, in typical Asian style it took an agonisingly long time for a short line to be dealt with before we could passed through security, and went to our gate, where we realised our flight to Melbourne was almost an hour late. Usually this wouldn't matter as we don't really follow any time frames, but our good friends Rory and Matt are meeting us at the airport at midnight, so to make them wait another hour sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we flew out of Asia for the first time in 2 years (well, 763 days, to be exact), we reflected over what we had done and seen over this time. We feel so blessed to have called Asia our home for 2 years. She treated us like friends , welcomed us like family, and fed us like royalty. Thanks Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At just after midnight we arrived to freezing cold Melbourne, and the smiling faces of friends. Oh, and we need to be careful what we say to each other, as everyone here can understand us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing it one step closer to home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-891415905631748466?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-763-out-of-asia.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-1937260186446768891</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T05:48:30.477+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 762 - Back to KL one last time</title><description>As today is our last day in Bali, we had a few last minute things to do - you know ... shopping, walking along the beach, getting massages, eating Indonesian food - those kinds of things!!! Needless to say we managed to fill our day quite nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time came to jump in a taxi and make our way to the airport, it finally dawned on us that our Asian adventure was almost coming to an end - only one more night in Asia left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8pm we boarded our flight back to Kuala Lumpur, and as we flew out over Kuta beach we got to say one final farewell to Bali - the small island paradise that has been our home for almost 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before midnight we landed at KL airport, during the quarter of an hour it took us to find a lovely piece of concrete to sleep on the clock What a way to celebrate the last 8 years!!! We tried to ignore the noise (and the fact that we were sleeping on the ground), and get some sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing our last night in Asia in the airport!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-1937260186446768891?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-762-back-to-kl-one-last-time.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-8478979867581229901</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T10:53:10.780+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 761 - Last night in Bali</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our last full day left in Bali, so we set out the make the most of one of our last days of relaxation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from buying the things on the shopping list that was emailed to us from mumbles and pops, we managed to get quite of lot of relaxing done today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marvellous mango juices and a traditional breakfast at our local was a great start, and later on we had lunch at another fancy restaurant along the beach. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385662240336491074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr23Ret9skI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/KsP6j7vLXOo/s320/DSCN6588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During our shopping expeditions, we enjoyed watching everyday Bali life, where people sell all kinds of things in all kinds of places.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385661801937874082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2239jlrKI/AAAAAAAAF04/85tSvcaZdLE/s320/DSCN6580.jpg" /&gt;We passed many temples adorned in glorious colours where the devoted lay colourful offerings. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385661807108749650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr224Q0a-VI/AAAAAAAAF1A/1j1tFRbXmwk/s320/DSCN6581.jpg" /&gt;But the Balinese don't confine the offerings to the temples alone, and on every corner and at every house / shop these beautiful baskets are a sign of their devotion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385661823489600658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr225N167JI/AAAAAAAAF1I/xnqqtEiiFuY/s320/DSCN6582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After chilling out with our books on our balcony we decided a few aches and pains needed addressing and headed off for a full body massage for the price of a coffee in NZ!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Utterly relaxed from our massage we decided we should probably indulge once again in another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;upper class&lt;/span&gt; dining experience that we're unlikely to be able to afford back home, and once again capped off the night with a sublime stroll along the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; meals and massages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-8478979867581229901?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-761-last-night-in-bali.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr23Ret9skI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/KsP6j7vLXOo/s72-c/DSCN6588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-3671777248569514795</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T10:25:34.789+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 760 - Sunset in paradise</title><description>Last night Adam was once again struck down by the recurring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mystery&lt;/span&gt; Mongolian virus - and after a night of conversation with the toilet, Adam was left rather drained and so we took it easy this morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a late &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brekky&lt;/span&gt; we made use of our balcony and chairs to read, relax and maintain our holiday vibe. It's great to be on holiday and just be able to sit around without that constant push to experience as much of the country you're in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening we caught another killer sunset. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657290608511650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2yxXi2iqI/AAAAAAAAF0g/ds3dzRZZw-g/s320/DSCN6541.jpg" /&gt;Once again both Balinese and tourists were out in force, enjoying the warm waters and the colours upon them. Adam couldn't resist diving in for a swim, and was eyeing up the surfboards that line the beach. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657299323569698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2yx4ArxiI/AAAAAAAAF0o/zOSOxWn6gp4/s320/DSCN6543.jpg" /&gt;Hopefully he'll have enough energy for another surf before we leave summer and return to the cold climate of New Zealand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657283770192434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2yw-EeEjI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/K4LIXza1OtA/s320/DSCN6539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Returning home after dinner, it finally dawned on us just how much stuff we have to transport home, despite giving heaps to mum and dad to take home for us!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385657307046386066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2yyUx8mZI/AAAAAAAAF0w/qroG4stmA-E/s320/DSCN6575.jpg" /&gt;We just hope we're able to carry on our fragile stuff, and don't have to wear too many of our clothes on the plane to cut back on weight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; it with piles of stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-3671777248569514795?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-760-sunset-in-paradise.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2yxXi2iqI/AAAAAAAAF0g/ds3dzRZZw-g/s72-c/DSCN6541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-9109305641807176543</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T10:06:41.925+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 759 - ATM attacks</title><description>This morning Adam shot off for a surfing lesson with our next door neighbour who was set on having Adam ride a real wave instead of heading straight for the beach on the whitewash. A few hours in the water eventually paid off in fist pumping screams of excitement a product of the rush of riding a real wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our obsession with shopping, and spent some time at the photo shop getting some of our favourite travel shots blown up and developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an afternoon of lazy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beach side&lt;/span&gt; activities and a lovely dinner of local cuisine, we headed to the ATM to refill our wallets. And that's when we were attacked, well more like robbed, by the ATM!! After putting in our card and our PIN the ATM decided to give us our money, but keep the card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This resulted in an evening of hanging out beside the ATM, stopping others using it, and waiting for a technician to come and rescue us. We filled the time by re-telling our favourite Peter stories - even though he departed our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adlibing&lt;/span&gt; team a few months ago, he still manages to cheer us up and make us laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; we only had to wait an hour and a half, and we got our card back - to be honest we expected many more hours, and possibly a night sleeping beside the ATM. Nice work Bali Bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; it with our card back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-7704597-1");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;} catch(err) {}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-9109305641807176543?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-759-atm-attacks.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-608761529509808353</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 06:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T09:54:31.339+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 758 - Farewell for now</title><description>As it is mumbles and pops' last day in Bali - we decided to give them full &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt; over the activities for the day. We were quite happy with the first selected activity which involved sunning ourselves by the pool, and after exhausting ourselves with this we headed off to the mall at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kuta&lt;/span&gt; beach, in search of yet more bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping in the mall seemed so abnormal for us so we kind of just aimlessly wandered around, while mum and dad managed to find some real bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back out the the heat we had a mammoth task of trying to find a nice but cheap restaurant to eat in and have a beer, as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kuta&lt;/span&gt; is really busy and has more upmarket restaurants for the 2-week tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mum and dad's last dinner, Made came out the join us -unfortunately neither of the kids could come out because last time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Putu&lt;/span&gt; was on the back of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Made's&lt;/span&gt; motorbike at night, she fell asleep!! Only in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Asia&lt;/span&gt; would this happen - could you imagine falling asleep on the back of a motorbike ... and your father continuing to drive home regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to say goodbye to mumbles and pops, but it's not exactly a long time until we'll be backpacking it in their bedroom downstairs in Wellington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; goodbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-608761529509808353?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-758-farewell-for-now.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-8200866354163681162</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 05:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T09:44:40.264+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 757 - Throwing a couple of extras into the Bali routine</title><description>Much as we've done for the last week, we woke to a beautifully warm, sunny day which enticed us nearer to the beach for our daily breakfast of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goreng&lt;/span&gt; and mango &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smoothies&lt;/span&gt;. After an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt; breakfast like that, the only logical step to recover is a trip to the swimming pool! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 2 years of not buying anything we've kind of let the cheap prices of Bali get the better of us, and day by day the piles of purchases are stacking up. We spent most of the morning haggling with shop owners before dragging our purchases home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385650459315160226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2sju_mRKI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/OK5qRDZckGY/s320/DSCN6515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the afternoon we hung out at the beach, and though on holiday and spending up large, we're still too cheap to pay for umbrellas and so ended up caked in sand after our salty swim.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385650443670419154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2si0tmdtI/AAAAAAAAF0I/T8PAMtzjHqs/s320/DSCN6512.jpg" /&gt;In the evening just the two of us had a romantic dinner at our favourite sea side restaurant, where we indulged in dishes that are expensive by Bali standards are a pittance of what we'd pay in New Zealand for a nice dinner out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had watched the sun settle over the horizon while we ate, and then walked along the starlit beach to get home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; a starry night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-8200866354163681162?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-757-throwing-couple-of-extras-into.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sr2sju_mRKI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/OK5qRDZckGY/s72-c/DSCN6515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-1514134114811045061</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T09:31:20.094+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 756 - To do list</title><description>Wake up whenever&lt;br /&gt;Wander in search of a cheap street-side &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brekky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit mumbles and pops (and their pool!)&lt;br /&gt;Swim&lt;br /&gt;Laze in the sun beside the pool&lt;br /&gt;Amble along the beach front in search of a lunch spot with a view&lt;br /&gt;Check emails&lt;br /&gt;Shop for family (gifts galore!)&lt;br /&gt;Pick up brand new, tailor-made suits&lt;br /&gt;Buy beer for fridge&lt;br /&gt;Visit family again&lt;br /&gt;Evening meal with the surf in the background&lt;br /&gt;Go to sleep to the sound of Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; an accomplished list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-1514134114811045061?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-756-to-do-list.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-3460534397658315918</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T12:21:10.033+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 755 – A misty volcano</title><description>Once again we jumped in the car and battled with the Balinese traffic and its seemingly rule-less set of drivers! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429069741697138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sqsfu3EjqHI/AAAAAAAAFzw/VimowptuUBY/s320/DSCN6511.jpg" /&gt;The further into our 2 and a half hour drive we got the more rural and beautiful it got – soon we were climbing through small villages based around rice paddies.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is short flight from NZ, but the scenery &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be more different: bamboo forests are harvested and pointy hats bend over fields with handfuls of green plants to be submerged in mud. Matching the difference in scenery is the lifestyle where barefooted women balance everything from buckets of water to food to bundles of firewood on their head, one we noticed while balancing her load was walking down steep steps, with a child in her arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we had to resort to the map a lot, we made it to the base of Mt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Agung&lt;/span&gt; (the day's destination) without much hassle. Here we got to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Puru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Agung&lt;/span&gt; (Mt temple) shrouded in a blanket of mist. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429797505775362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsgZONCNwI/AAAAAAAAFz4/-yT6shCCXAk/s320/DSCN6485.jpg" /&gt;While this gave it a surreal feeling it also meant that we couldn't see the volcano we were about to climb, nor the views down over Bali. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429808932987394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsgZ4xfogI/AAAAAAAAF0A/ifxcUXIrlTs/s320/DSCN6499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wandered through the forest for an hour or 2, but eventually headed back due &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;to too&lt;/span&gt; limited time and the mist that was gradually suffocating more and more of the scenery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429061634796562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsfuY3uLBI/AAAAAAAAFzo/MNUjcXy-pzE/s320/DSCN6510.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Before reaching the car we stopped to enjoy a picnic lunch – Rita's introduction to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vegemite&lt;/span&gt; was a complete failure, but not unexpected!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wound our way along the coastal roads back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Legian&lt;/span&gt; where we all separated to rest our weary bodies – it's just not right to wake up before 7am on your holiday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening the original &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibers&lt;/span&gt; hung out at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheapy&lt;/span&gt; restaurant attempting to maintain a grasp on their cheap travelling days - none of this hiring cars business!! Though we love having mumbles and pops do it for us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Adlibing&lt;/span&gt; it with a chauffeur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-3460534397658315918?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-755-misty-volcano.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sqsfu3EjqHI/AAAAAAAAFzw/VimowptuUBY/s72-c/DSCN6511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-5319396506173052599</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T12:10:42.029+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 754 – Small town life</title><description>With pops in the driving seat the 5 of us headed out for the 1 and a half hour drive to see Made and the family again. On the way we stopped of at a beautiful black sand beach, just add variety to the beaches we're experiences on our Balinese getaway! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426300338704130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdNqPbjwI/AAAAAAAAFyw/RpeUyl6lkRY/s320/DSCN6371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426307268275410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdOEDkbNI/AAAAAAAAFy4/6BdysjRCwkU/s320/DSCN6394.jpg" /&gt;In the meantime the rest of us were shown around Gianjar by Putu – the eldest daughter of Made and Niluh. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426318336310834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdOtSZPjI/AAAAAAAAFzA/eTQsxNrmy8E/s320/DSCN6414.jpg" /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426701931916706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdlCStraI/AAAAAAAAFzI/qmVIJSvMS8g/s320/DSCN6428.jpg" /&gt;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. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426712640317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdlqLy6gI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/BW-sMDCXnoc/s320/DSCN6450.jpg" /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-5319396506173052599?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-754-small-town-life.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsdNqPbjwI/AAAAAAAAFyw/RpeUyl6lkRY/s72-c/DSCN6371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-2746751191705268506</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:46:55.376+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 753 – Slow start</title><description>This morning we managed to sleep in and then chillax the morning away by reading on our porch while frangipanis fluttered down from the trees that fill the courtyard of our wonderful losmen (homestay/guesthouse). We were so lucky to get this room, as we came just as someone checked out and we leave the day before the next booking – otherwise the whole place is booked up for months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered down the street and decided to have lunch on our own as we haven't had much time as just the original adlibers in the last few months, and then joined mumbles and pops on their balcony for some more chats, drinks and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went for a wander to find somewhere for dinner, and the manager of Goodys convinced us to dine at his Italian/Greek place by giving us 10% off the bill – woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we couldn't find a phone to call Mindy on her birthday but we did squeeze in an email: Happy Birthday Big Sis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing an even slower end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-2746751191705268506?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-753-slow-start.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-9141147542430364739</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 21:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:38:17.645+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 752 – A good ol' day of doing nothing much!</title><description>We're loving the Bali holiday life so much at the moment! It really seems like we're on holiday mode, just taking our time and chilling out! We spent the morning at our wonderful guesthouse, then managed to wile away the afternoon hours eating, swimming and hanging out with mumbles and pops. Suprisingly enough we had another delicious meal for dinner, with great company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing the Bali life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-9141147542430364739?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-752-good-ol-day-of-doing-nothing.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-7766031457701846772</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 06:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:46:15.032+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 751 - Surfing</title><description>Around 10am, quite a nice hour to be heading out, we wandered down to the beach with our neighbour's surfboard in hand. While Liv stood on the sidelines Adam attempted to ride waves for the first time in about 3 years. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354119818020769954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2nm24B0KI/AAAAAAAAFyY/uSimNhb8jsE/s320/DSCN6334%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;After an eternity of getting smashed by waves on his way out beyond the breakers, Liv ended up missing Adam standing up and riding the very first wave he paddled for!! Not to worry though, there were plenty more after that, and soon Adam was riding in exhausted after less than 2 hours in the water. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354119828852989058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2nnfOoXII/AAAAAAAAFyg/0qYfoSauCgQ/s320/DSCN6360%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;Adam strutted on the walk back home, blending in with everyone else with a board under their arms, and finally met up with Liv at the JK pool. The hours by the pool drifted away while the sun gently dried us between dips in the water. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380421656724286434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SqsY_Xbeq-I/AAAAAAAAFyo/DT-q-5Fpzmc/s320/DSCN6362.jpg" /&gt;In the afternoon Adam and Pops headed to a bar to watch the All Blacks play Italy – as most tourists in Bali seem to be Australian is wasn't surprising that they were the only 2 in the whole bar! At least they got their drinks quickly, and Adam's first All Blacks game in 2 years was a victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime Liv and mumbles were off walking the streets in search of a bargain, ending up at the supermarket for a stock up on snacks to go with the drinks that occupy most of our peaceful evenings on the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adlibers took mumbles and pops out for a cheapy dinner at the place Adam dined alone at yesterday – although the ambience isn't quite the same, the local Balinese food was excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing it like a surfer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-7766031457701846772?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-748-surfing.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2nm24B0KI/AAAAAAAAFyY/uSimNhb8jsE/s72-c/DSCN6334%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-8139320380026968261</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:40:30.669+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 750 - Birthday bliss</title><description>Even though Liv's birthday isn't for another 4 weeks, she got truly spoilt today in advance! First off, Carly treated her to a 2 hour massage and body scrub – which mum and dad couldn't resist partaking in! It was 2 hours full of blissful pampering that an exhausted traveller's body was well in need of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime Adam was waiting to see if our hotel neighbour would return from his morning's surfing in time for Adam to hit the waves, but it was not to be … hopefully tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, the girls went out for lunch by the beach, while Adam had a cheap meal and then some beers at the JK with Pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Carly's departure time looming, the day's schedule only allowed for an hour of pool time – which the girls filled with practising roly-polys in the water! The last item on Carly's must-do list was to return to the jewellry shop from yesterday and get some more beautiful pieces – and it was here that Liv was treated to birthday present number 2, with mumbles buying her 2 lovely pairs of earings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we ate at yet another beachside restaurant – we're getting used to these fancy restaurants where the food is presented as amazing as it tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before 9pm Liv and mumbles took a taxi to the airport with Carly to say our last goodbyes until we can catch up again in NZ – which hopefully won't be too far away! The boys happily occupied the balcony with beers in hand – seeing an end to another day in the Balinese paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing an advanced birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-8139320380026968261?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-750-birthday-bliss.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-3232795153859897802</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:39:30.475+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 749 - Pools and jewels</title><description>Our bodies are getting into the swing of being on holiday, so by the time we finished breakfast it was well into the heat of the mid morning, with only one solution: the JK swimming pool!! And here it was that we spent the next few hours in and out of the refreshing water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before lunch time we went out shopping with Carly, where poor Adam got stuck in jewellery shop after jewellery shop while the girls window shopped to their hearts desires! There was no consolation in the lunch stop, as the restaurant let down our taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more time at the pool and hanging out with Mumbles and Pops, we wandered out to the beach (a very draining 15m away) to enjoy watching the sun disappear for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great meal with Made for Kim and Russell's last night, Liv set off for another night at Carly's hotel for some much needed sister time, before Carl heads back to Auckland tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing jewellery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-3232795153859897802?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-749-pools-and-jewels.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-8366832066755253876</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 05:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:10:37.545+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 748 – An unfinished giant</title><description>As Liv had a sleepover at Carly's hotel last night, Adam met the girls for brekky by the pool, before we wandered over to the JK to meet the rest of the gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we jumped in a car, with Russell as driver and Pops as navigator, and headed out for the GWK – a cultural centre with a supposedly huge statue of Garuda and Wishnu. Mumbles, Pops, Kim and Russell came here about 4 years ago when the statue was still in the process of being built and wanted to see the final product – however it seems that since then nothing's been done and the statue is just the same!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110630139279874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2fQDWYOgI/AAAAAAAAFx4/qMFmaBmvxbI/s320/DSCN6243.jpg" /&gt;The vision is that the final product will soar 150m into the sky with a wingspan of over 60m! Obviously this vision isn't going to be realised any time soon!! Oh well, it was a nice drive out there, and after navigator Pops took us on a wrong road, we ended up with great views out over the ocean and the volcano looming in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we popped into Jimbaran Bay, a quiet beach with blue water and golden sand that's home to a fishing fleet that was gently bobbing in the swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110635404154402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2fQW9n1iI/AAAAAAAAFyA/QETfKNQMAzY/s320/DSCN6258%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;We soaked in some rays with our feet submerged in the soft sand and gazed over the waters towards our home at Legian beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we returned home we went straight to the JK for some time by the pool. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354115834123375522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2j-9s306I/AAAAAAAAFyQ/ANFUkXw4rFU/s320/DSCN6275.jpg" /&gt;Even though the temperature in Bali is much better than the furnace of Malaysia, there's nothing like diving into the clean and clear waters of a swimming pool before lazing on a deck chair and reading the afternoon away. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354115822704316354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2j-TKWz8I/AAAAAAAAFyI/cAHQjDLctr4/s320/DSCN6264%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;In the evening Carly and Rita helped us order some tailor-made suits – a process that can do anyone's head in: choose the tailor, choose the fabric, choose the style (from an 80s magazine) and then negotiate the price!!! Then walk away with fingers crossed that it'll all work out ok!&lt;br /&gt;We then spent the rest of the night eating great food with our family – something we haven't had until this week, and a clear example of life's simple pleasures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adlibing it before it's done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-8366832066755253876?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-747-unfinished-giant.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2fQDWYOgI/AAAAAAAAFx4/qMFmaBmvxbI/s72-c/DSCN6243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-1453146471708413668</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T11:26:57.241+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 747 – Living the hard life</title><description>If we didn't have flights already booked that would take us away from this island dream, it's quite likely we'd easily lose ourselves in today's daily routine. A lazy morning at the pool with mum and dad, lunch at a streetside restaurant with Carly, then shopping at the many small shops along the streets, an afternoon at the pool, and finally dinner overlooking the ocean while the waves sing their song. Not too much to complain about, and definitely a holiday period unlike our last 2 years of travelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing it on holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-1453146471708413668?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-747-living-hard-life.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-5057326583992218986</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 09:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-30T05:01:32.498+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 746 - Sneaking into the pool</title><description>Before checking out of our fancy room, we found a cheap one around the corner, then hung around until checkout to use the pool - we had to take advantage of it while we had it!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354096014014636626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2R9SCtYlI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/MeDsgP4cWV4/s320/DSCN6170.jpg" /&gt;It doesn't really matter that our new cheap place doesn't have a pool, because we just headed over to the JK where were found mumbles and pops by the pool, with chairs and towels already reserved for us! Thanks Jayakarta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to wile away the morning and early afternoon by the pool, before Carly and Jody arrived, and we decided to change scenes and go out for lunch at Batu Belig beach about 4km away. The taxi ride there took us past typical Balinese shops and the odd temple squeezed in amongst it all! We had a great meal with the waves striking the beach and providing the background music, and since we're on holiday and have time up our sleeves, we walked the 4km back along the beach. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351902643606355426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkXHGUihfeI/AAAAAAAAFxI/xKsnydgjCsQ/s320/DSCN6171%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;As we ate up the sandy distance we tried to avoid walking on the mini crab villages dotted out of the sand - it's really cool to see: the crabs make tiny little balls of sand as they dig their holes deeper, and as the sand balls roll on the surface they create neat little patterns. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354101779877881186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2XM5joZWI/AAAAAAAAFxg/ginL5SrjVns/s320/DSCN6180%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;We made it back to the JK in time for the sunset, which was amazing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354105332136905234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2abqwLihI/AAAAAAAAFxw/eugx5ifjZig/s320/DSCN6205.jpg" /&gt;It was almost like we got treated to 2 sunsets, as it reflected in the thin layer of water still lazing on the flat sand. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354096024716827842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2R956T3MI/AAAAAAAAFxY/iaLXXM7U7dk/s320/DSCN6203%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;It was really cool to see everyone (locals and tourists) out and about, making the most of the cool evening - football games with mixed local/tourist teams, tennis, running, and even a father out teaching his sons karate and stretches. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354101788602179810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2XNaDqoOI/AAAAAAAAFxo/7exiVqmZco4/s320/DSCN6195%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;After some refreshing ales and chips on the balcony we went out for dinner down the road. Even though the men asked for their food spicy, it came out pretty mild and had to be spiced up with bowls of freshly chopped chillies - Adam learnt the hard way that you shouldn't touch your face after handling these red-hot chillies!! We figure that other tourists come in asking for spicy food, but can't actually handle it, which is why the meals came out mild - little do they know that these guys love their chillies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people staying in the fancy JK (ie mumbles, pops, Kim and Russell) were keen to check out the rooms of the budget travellers, and then we all settled in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing it along the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-5057326583992218986?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-746-sneaking-into-pool.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sk2R9SCtYlI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/MeDsgP4cWV4/s72-c/DSCN6170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-128761313483161804</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 07:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T17:31:24.874+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 745 - Visiting the Bali family</title><description>This morning all 9 of us (mum, dad, Carly and friend Jody, family friends Kim and Russell and the 3 of us) all met at mum's hotel (the Jayakarta - from here on known as the JK) where we jumped into 2 cars and taxi drivers Pops and Russell negotiated their way through the streets of Bali. Mumbles was in charge of navigation and did a great job - only taking one wrong turn. Not that we minded - it just meant we got to see more of this beautiful island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way we picked up Nahoko, the Porters' Japanese daughter, and her friend Miko - and then we were 11!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 2 hours in the car we made it to Gianyar, a small village only 30km away from where we are staying - why it took so long can be explained by the terrible traffic, but it was a lovely ride along the coast with the blue sea on one side and the green rice fields on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350441470503509042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCWK2jhXDI/AAAAAAAAFwg/zaOPsxeS4PM/s320/DSCN6088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When we arrived at Made's family home, we were greeted by all his family of brothers, sisters, (and their partners), mums, dads, and uncle and aunties - and then of course all the kids!!! All in all there were about 30 of them, so with the 11 of us it was a real party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made and his wife Niluh had gone to a lot of effort to make the day special for everyone - they spent the day yesterday shopping at the markets for food, and then today preparing the feast of traditional foods. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350447102043063122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCbSprLg1I/AAAAAAAAFwo/GOaO2ZtUJdM/s320/DSCN6095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the 2 years we've been travelling there have been only a few occasions where we have had the honour to join in with a real local family and see how life really goes on outside of the tourist towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv's parents along with Kim and Russell have been supporting Made's family for about 10 years now, and it's truly rewarding to see how the family has benefited. Although the money isn't much, and Made and Niluh both work extremely hard, the little bit extra guarantees an education for the 2 girls, and helps out with the house and farm. One of the special parts of the day was looking into Made's mum's eyes, a lady who speaks no English, and seeing the pure gratitude, hidden behind tears she was too proud to shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350441466361270658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCWKnH70YI/AAAAAAAAFwY/XCs6BKMLbVA/s320/DSCN6071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After a few gifts (including a bag full of second hand clothes from NZ) were given to the family, Made surprised us all with gifts made in the local woodcarving village where we works. We enjoyed cold drinks before being led on a group excursion into the rice fields to see the 3 cows the family owns. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350447111395292834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCbTMg7NqI/AAAAAAAAFww/FiqwEDHKuE0/s320/DSCN6112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Along the way we really saw how Made's eldest daughter had grown - taking care of her younger sister Gemma Olivia. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350452294588268914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCgA5abgXI/AAAAAAAAFw4/gkx22hKNNzw/s320/DSCN6116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After wandering the palm-shaded fields, where farmers buzzed about their work, and learning all about looking after cows, we returned to the Bali-NZ compound for the feast and an afternoon of fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350452300963525970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCgBRKaNVI/AAAAAAAAFxA/2p3MO1syurc/s320/DSCN6142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The meat-eaters had the privilege of trying Niluh's ceremonial chicken - a rare treat!! But everyone's taste-buds were on overdrive as flavours from all the meals made a dish at a restaurant look like a microwave meal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped in the cars for a visit to the wood gallery where Made works, where we got to see the artists outside creating their masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until 5pm that we started heading home - and we got amazing views of one of Bali's volcanoes surrounded by a halo of cloud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home resulted in a tiki-tour of Kuta, as we lost each other, but we eventually made it back to the JK for some well deserved beers (or "refreshing ales" as the men like to say!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much later in the evening we went out for a light meal - still stuffed from the family feast, and in doing so appreciated Niluh's food 10 times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing the Bali-NZ family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-128761313483161804?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-745-visiting-bali-family.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SkCWK2jhXDI/AAAAAAAAFwg/zaOPsxeS4PM/s72-c/DSCN6088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-5057319558171919503</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T17:32:23.589+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 744 - Flying to family</title><description>Our morning was spent in preparation for our afternoon flight to Bali - we spent some time on the internet and stocked up on food supplies for the flight (as you don't get food on Air Asia unless you pay for it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the airport we settled in for an extended wait, as our plane was delayed - the first time in 2 years and the only time we had people waiting for us at the other end!!! The flight went really quickly, we even got to see the sun set from the sky, and soon we were whizzing through customs and into the arms of Mumbles and Pops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful to see Made and Putu - the father and daughter of the Balinese family the Porters met years ago in Bali. We grabbed some wheels and headed to the hotel that Mumbles and Pops booked for us - not only did this mean we didn't have to search for a room, but also that we got a beautiful place with a pool - nothing we could have afforded ourselves! And we were confident we wouldn't walk away with bedbugs here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was spent in fast forwarded chatter as the family caught up on a year gone by - the last time we saw Mumbles and Pops was on their visit to China a year ago. Even though we chat regularly on the internet, nothing compares to face-to-face conversation and laughter, as the evening was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading out for a meal, the night got even better by Carly's arrival - 2 out of 3 sisters isn't bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was midnight by the time we got home, we couldn't resist testing the waters of our first ever pool on our 2 year travels! Unfortunately it was freezing, so it was off to bed to sleep in a real bed, and await another day of family fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-7704597-1");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;} catch(err) {}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing it to the Porters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-5057319558171919503?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-744-flying-to-family.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-4454777983093374164</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 11:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T17:37:02.802+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 743 - Into Islam</title><description>With only 2 days in KL we want to see as much as possible, so we set off early this morning for another day of sightseeing, though our feet were still cursing us after yesterday! Our first port of call was the Old Kuala Lumpur train station (built in 1911), where we basically had the entire station to ourselves - not too many trains run from this beautiful, Moorish- and Mogul - style station anymore. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349007905207117298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sjt-WXqgZfI/AAAAAAAAFvw/OyvWdQXFKQs/s320/DSCN5993%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The glistening dome of the National Mosque soon drew us towards it, and even though we couldn't enter we could appreciate its modern, geometrical designs from the outside. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349007894635394626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sjt-VwSAtkI/AAAAAAAAFvo/UjOlXoYx0Dg/s320/DSCN6006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If it had been any other day we would have been able to enter for a look, but today is Friday - the most sacred day for Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mosque we could see the turquoise dome of the &lt;a href="http://www.iamm.org.my/"&gt;Islamic Arts Museum&lt;/a&gt;, and skipped across the road to leave the heat of the day in our wake. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349010726838121442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjuA6nDws-I/AAAAAAAAFv4/cjFSj5s4_8U/s320/DSCN6012%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After 2 hours in this glorious museum we were forced to leave or else freeze to death - on the way out we glanced at the thermostat. It was a chilly 25 degrees!!! We're not sure how we're going to handle the NZ winter if we find we're freezing at 25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really cool checking out all the exhibits at the Museum. The main exhibition on at the moment is a photographic display from a British photographer who captures Muslim life throughout the world, allowing the rest of us a glimpse we might not have otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The architecture exhibit really caught our eye as it had photos and models of famous Islamic buildings from all round the world - and we'd been to 4 of them: from China, Kazakhstan, India and Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we wandered the streets we were constantly reminded that we are in a predominantly Muslim country, with women in all walks of life wearing the headscarf with pride. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349010732826126866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjuA69XaahI/AAAAAAAAFwA/LaAOyR1Ox6U/s320/DSCN6017%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As the drizzle arrived we relaxed in our room, and then set off to explore the many tea shops around China Town - picking up our favourite Jasmine Pearl tea from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuffed our faces with roti canai once again, in fact we'd still eat roti if we weren't even hungry! This provided the much needed energy to battle the claustrophobia markets on the other side of the road that we missed out last night!! And we emerged with bags in hands and made a beeline for our hotel to give our tired feet a rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349246262506659298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjxXIlzLneI/AAAAAAAAFwI/obypLGIHEGk/s320/DSCN6027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When darkness came we were drawn like moths to the light of the sparkling Petronas Towers. Looking up from the ground, we found them much more dazzling by night, than the views they gave us from the skybridge during the day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349246265925170194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjxXIyiN9BI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/X1xrwHChSfY/s320/DSCN6038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Adlibing the twinkling towers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-4454777983093374164?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-743-into-islam.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/Sjt-WXqgZfI/AAAAAAAAFvw/OyvWdQXFKQs/s72-c/DSCN5993%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-8225926338606062200</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 08:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T19:43:29.705+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 742 - High above KL</title><description>Alarm issues meant that our early morning wake-up was harder to deal with than anticipated, but after years on the road our bodies have become used to waking up and starting the day of touring. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348588421470967154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoA1M-LVXI/AAAAAAAAFvA/iK-YK6aAAF0/s320/DSCN5916%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We made it to the Pertronas Twin Towers still early enough to get in line for the limited free tickets available each day and headed up to the 41st floor where the footbridge joining the two towers lies. Although the buildings are 82 stories high, making up 452m, we were at 170m and got great views out over the city - although the pollution and glass meant there wasn't a crystal clear view. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348591211469707346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoDXmhtmFI/AAAAAAAAFvI/1YPprtE3e4w/s320/DSCN5900%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With our high altitude sight-seeing completed for the day we headed back to the hustle and bustle of China town for some cheap roti and coffee for breakfast. As KL is a compact city, and most of its sights being close together, we made a vague plan of where to go and what to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feet first delivered us to the Dataran Merdeka - puportedly the worlds tallest flagpole, flying the Malaysian flag high and proud. This area was surrounded by some gorgeous buildings housing the History Museum and National Gallery, but both were closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here we went to check out the Masjid Jamek (Friday Mosque) - a small Mosque surrounded by palm trees and glowing pink in the hazy sky. Unfortunately it was prayer time, and as we're not Muslim we couldn't go in for a look, but we got great views of it from across the river. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348591217583142802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoDX9TRN5I/AAAAAAAAFvQ/BRZljFsKHMs/s320/DSCN5965%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went for a stroll through Little India, where it seemed that the only things for sale were headscarves by the millions, rip-off dvds, and of course lots of curries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the cricket ground, where we entered the gorgeous St Marys Cathedral, where its small size seemed out of place in modern KL where everything else is towering above. We then walked past the Royal Selangor Club where Hash House Harriers began, but now it's just a home for KL's elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to China Town we zigged zagged through the streets checking out the rainbow colours of the shop-houses, adding much needed colour to the steel skyscrapers that dominate here. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348588417059473090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoA08iZRsI/AAAAAAAAFu4/8CL6Sf304nc/s320/DSCN5959%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These old buildings from the early 1900s retain some of KL's heritage, most of which has been lost to the growing modernity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a few Chinese temples, where giant spiral incense hovered overhead and as they burned the wishes of the faithful floated into the sky. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348594796767401650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoGoSzS1rI/AAAAAAAAFvg/hS4kkdQtRS4/s320/DSCN5972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, on our walk back to the hotel we passed through the streets markets, full of fresh fruit like these spiky delights - our favourite rambutans. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348594793692580994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoGoHWMzII/AAAAAAAAFvY/AuBSAq_RqjM/s320/DSCN5966%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tonight we spent hours wandering through the lively night market in the centre of China Town, though that was only enough time to see one side of the jam-packed market street. We'll have to do the other side tomorrow ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adlibing the sights of KL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-8225926338606062200?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-742-high-above-kl.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjoA1M-LVXI/AAAAAAAAFvA/iK-YK6aAAF0/s72-c/DSCN5916%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-6533573632470332471</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T17:34:35.434+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 741 - F L Y 2 K L</title><description>We've been in the &lt;a href="http://www.wowphilippines.com.ph/"&gt;Philippines &lt;/a&gt;for almost 2 weeks now, and have loved it thoroughly. We've especially loved the honest people, that is until today (our last day in the country) when we tried to get a jeepney to the airport a few kilometres away. We got a hassle free jeep to a junction where plenty of public jeeps displaying signs for the airport were waiting - however everyone we spoke to told us they didn't go to the airport and we needed a "special" jeep just for the 3 of us, of course at a much higher price. We ignored everyone and just jumped on a public jeep and waited to see how much other people paid - it turned out to be 9 each, verses the 70 each it would have cost for a private one!! We got dropped off right at the terminal, but it was such a shame that on our last day here we had to experience something we are more used to dealing with in the rest of South East Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flight Adam's boarding pass held the sequence number 36, which saw him victoriously grasp his Air Asia souvenir as the winner of a lucky draw contest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were bouncing along the runway, as we returned to the Malaysian mainland. With roti canai calling our names we bolted for the skybus and headed straight to China Town in central KL, to find a room and some good Malaysian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we walked around the famous Petaling Market, where we can buy everything we could buy in China, but more expensive! If you're in the market for fake designer goods, this market could be a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlibing prizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-6533573632470332471?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-741-f-l-y-2-k-l.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708709031539133590.post-2501025798929571088</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 11:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-16T20:17:20.044+08:00</atom:updated><title>Day 740 - Back to dodgy Dau</title><description>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;r /&gt;var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");&lt;br /&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;With our flight to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow, we decided we'd better sleep  closer to the airport rather than risk missing our flight. So, we headed back to  Dau, where we spent our first night in the Philippines almost 2 weeks ago. In a  country that boasts 7,107 islands, its funny to think we only saw 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got on the bus all passengers were given a free English Newspaper - it was so cool to see everyone reading - with a 99% English literacy rate here it's not unusual to see people reading in English. As an illustration of the panic H1N1 flu has  created in the world,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjeMyReCyeI/AAAAAAAAFuo/wcYMgCW5hys/s1600-h/DSCN5889%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjeMyReCyeI/AAAAAAAAFuo/wcYMgCW5hys/s320/DSCN5889%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347897877836515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front page was devoted to the disease - something else to bear in mind as we continue our travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;On the bus we were treated to a Hollywood movie (the first we've seen in  months!!) and then as we are now back in a town that rents rooms by the hour  spent the next 5 hours with our bags in order to get a cheaper rate!! All we did  was go between fast food outlets and browse the supermarket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to find a public phone that makes international phonecalls to wish Dee Dee a happy birthday, but there are none at all!!! Sorry Dee, we were thinking of you - HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We'll celebrate it in a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Adlibing a room by the hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-7704597-1");&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;} catch(err) {}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708709031539133590-2501025798929571088?l=adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://adlibingasiatour.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-740-back-to-dodgy-dau.html</link><author>adlibingasia2@gmail.com (Adam &amp;amp; Liv Adlibers)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULFkmWJK1r4/SjeMyReCyeI/AAAAAAAAFuo/wcYMgCW5hys/s72-c/DSCN5889%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>