The Song of Jigglypuff

Day 6 approached too fast, before we realized it was the second last day of our trip! We made a round-table discussion to decide which attraction to go. And hey! We've been to almost all places of interest~ except the Kuta beach, since there is an old man in our gang who doesn't like the beach. I'm for sure, absolutely double triple quadruply NOT ever ever EVER to include this old man in our trips anymore. He's a spoilage to the gang. Finally we agreed on a last destination to whack~ The Mother Temple Besakih located in the village of Besakih on the slopes of Mount Agung in eastern Bali. Wilson would be the one driving the jeep and I am the one navigating the map! - Wilson on Katana - We reached Mother's Temple at 11am in the morning. The temple can be a bit of a tourist trap, especially during the day. In the evening it quietens down and may be a better time to visit. Besakih does have a system of temple guides, which can be annoying for some people. Besakih is not

The kick-off of the 5th day was yet another satisfying breakfast by the villa's balcony. We knew this relaxing breakfast, birdie singing, warm sunshine and cool morning breeze are something we'll miss dearly bout Bali. We were really excited this day as we'll visit the most renown tourist spot in Bali... Tanah Lot! Tanah Lot , located on the coast of West Bali, at the village of Beraban in the Tabanan Regency. It is also called Tanah Let which means ancient land and also Tanah Lod, which means the land to the south. The temple Pura Tanah Lot, simple in its construction, is dramatic in its ocean-front location and is one of the main temples in the worship of Balinese gods. Tanah Lot has a long history in the world of tourism. After some readings, I got to know

It was fun looking forward to breakfast everyday.. the breakfast somehow made remarkable memory in this trip. I wonder why.. After breakfast we headed off for the day's program! On the way, we stopped by a temple at the road side. There was a crowd of villagers in an event of rooster fight next to the temple. Men aged 10 to 70 flooded the area; circling the arena of fight; shouting and swearing at the "fighters". It was my first experience watching a rooster fight, and I think it is a very very terrible game. The roosters had a sharp blade tied around their legs; to wound the opponents as much as possible. Those who won, I suppose the owner would get monetary prizes. And those who perished, the rooster would be chopped off for the meat. Ah, what a barbaric game. - A way to boost the rooster "mood" to fight - - Lost. Chopped. Eaten - We left the arena after watching 1 or 2 rounds of fight. I think the boys really enjoyed it. We continued our journey towards Mengw