Monkey Forrest

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So the place we stayed in Ubud was just down the road from the Monkey Forrest. Yep, that’s a real place! And these little stinkers were all kinds of cute…until they turn aggressive and then watch out. /home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/7f1/35191130/files/2014/12/img_1196.jpg Husband made a fast friend by bringing a banana with him. Whether it’s just to fulfill a stereotype or not, these monkey were going bananas for bananas. They had small stands all through the forrest where you could buy a few bananas and be climbed on by a monkey. /home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/7f1/35191130/files/2014/12/img_1206.jpg This girl turned out to be pretty sweet, and sat contentedly on husbands shoulder while finishing her snack. We did see a few get nasty, and one attacked a tourist by jumping on her backpack and climbing to her head where he proceeded to hiss and growl at anyone who tried to dislodge him. It was terrifying, and a bit hilarious to watch the little guy hold his ground. In the end he gave up and the girl got away unharmed. /home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/7f1/35191130/files/2014/12/img_1215.jpg
If you make it to Ubud, definitely come say hello to these little buds.

xo. Brie

Tegalalang Rice Terraces

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While in Bali, we made a few tourist stops to see the amazing wonders of the island. One of the places we visited were the rice terraces in Tagalalang. There are seriously layers upon layers of rice growing as far as the eye can see./home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/7f1/35191130/files/2014/12/img_0968.jpg
We learned that while these terraces are more for show, balinese families do tend their own terraces and harvest their own rice, which is a dietary staple. Many families’ rice fields have passed down from generation to generation.
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xo. Brie

Tirta Empul Temple

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While in Bali, we went to the Tirta Empul Temple near Ubud. The temple has a prayer springs where people can come in for ritual purification, as well as sacred areas of prayer and a showering area. That last one I unfortunately discovered by accidentally seeing a bunch of naked men showering, BUT, the rest of it was quite lovely. There were so many beautiful types of flowers all around the gardens, and everyone was required to wear sarongs out of respect. Something about needing to cover the knees…

It was a privilege to get to observe the rituals and practices of the temple, and the ancient architecture was really cool to see. Its crazy to think of how many people have passed through that way, and how many will in the future.

xo. Brie