Bali “Mel”

translation.jpgIf you’d been in the traditional local market this morning, you could well have mistaken me for Mel Gibson. Not only for our rugged good looks and charismatic charm, but also for the use of notorious faux pas.

Proud as punch and swelling with confidence in my iPhone App language translator, I practiced all morning so I could confidently ask in Bahasa Indonesian, “May I have three chicken breast fillets, in separate bags please.”

I felt like I’d walked into a saloon at high noon. The piano suddenly stopped, the dancing girls cowered behind their fans and the bum in the corner spat tibakee into a spittoon.

A level of shock, surprise and hilarity suddenly erupted and swelled throughout the market at my incredible mastery of the foreign language. Tears of amusement streamed from their red faces as it was explained to me that I had not in fact, asked for chicken breasts, but instead, I had asked for…

Chicken tits.


Was my face red.

So, lesson learned.

Bahasa Indonesian for Chicken breastdada.

Bahasa Indonesian for Woman’s breastpayudara.

Bahasa Indonesian for embarrassment Justin!!

Victory, Slime, Meditation & the Market

On Saturday we headed into Legian for a bit of Western culture. AFL & Parmigiana 🙂

We went to SWISH Bar with Jacqui, Roland and Nicole to watch Sydney vs Saints. There were some tense moments …

…but Sydney was victorious.

sore loser


After the footy and a feed, we went back home and headed around to Alan & Gary’s new place to celebrate Alan’s birthday. They are in the process of having a new living area built. All the wood is made from coconut trees, and it would seem that builders get things done quickly here. It should be complete in a couple of days, it will look beautiful. At the party we sampled Gary’s fabulous cooking and enjoyed the entertainment of their local friends. Including some guitar from Alan 🙂

Lazy Sunday included eating good food …

and watching our lovely pool boy work all day … and I really mean ALL day to clean our slime pool ..


… after a long time in the pit repairing the pump, cleaning and adding chemicals the slime congealed. He is doing an amazing job and it should be good again in a couple of days. We tried to thank him for his hard work but after offering drinks, food and money we discovered that cigarettes were an acceptable form of thanks. I wonder about the amount of smoking in Bali … but then again Bali really is very 80’s … which reminds me, I watched “Realty Bites” a few days ago (not 80’s but 90’s) … I can’t remember seeing a film with so much smoking in it!! It made the 90’s look like all we did was sit and talk deep rubbish while either smoking ciggies or joints while listening to melancholy music and chasing unrequited love …. ahhhh those were the days 😛

Anyway … back to Bali …

On Sunday late afternoon we went to Petitenget beach for sunset meditation (see Justin’s earlier blog)


This morning we got up at 6.30, we had arranged to meet Gary and head into the local food market.

Leaving Umalas for the Market

arriving at market

Gary has been an amazing help, explaining what certain foods are and how they are used, as well as being our language barrier assistant!! The markets are great, intimidating without a firm grasp of Indonesian, but we are learning 🙂

And so $10 later we have chicken in the freezer, vegies in the fridge and amazing fruit in the bowl … pretty much set for the week.

Might need more chocolate though ….

Oh, and the exciting news is we got accepted as volunteers for the Ubud writers festival … I am really excited about it and look forward to meeting some great people … hopefully Paul Kelly    🙂