Indonesia- day 8

Day 8 Mon 8/3
First full day in Bali. We explored the village. I woke up to the roosters crowing. .. There are a million roosters that continually crow all day long. Nyoman served us a delicious breakfast of eggs, toast, and fruit, that was perfectly mixed with seasonings. Every morning, the women of the families in Ubud make palms into little square-like boxes with plants in them and scatter the palm boxes around as a spiritual tradition. They burn them outside the doors of the rooms and lay a lot around the grounds elsewhere. We ate with three other travelers, from France. Two of them left for their next destination at noon, but Dominique showed us around the village. Dominique is 32 and has been living around the world for several years. He moved out of France in 2005 and has lived in places including China, India, and Australia. In other countries, it's more of a norm to travel before settling down. The streets were full of tourists, most from France and a lot from Australia as well. The streets of Ubud are packed with stores selling stuff, it reminds me a lot of the Bahamas. On the roads, there are just as many motor bikes as there are cars and no real road lines, which leads to many crazy drivers. For lunch and dinner, we ate on rooftops of restaurants and the food was delicious. I really like gado-gado, that is served In a delicious peanut oil, that tastes a lot like a Reese's peanut butter cup. Maggie and I went on a walk through the less touristy part of town in the afternoon, and were able to get a feel of the more local life, everyone rides their motor bikes to work, and there are stray roosters, chickens, and dogs everywhere. The animals could tell that we were foreigners and many of the dogs barked at us, once getting chased down the street. Maggie was determined to find the rice fields. My Balinese name is Cadec, second child. The village gets dark around 6:00, which leads to very short days.