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plays well again, we had our beloved George (with whom we had traveled to start 6 weeks) to know, because he had us about this unique opportunity of a home stays on Bali tells us and then the contact given. So we called the day after our arrival on the island of the gods at Wayan, who picked us up another day later. From the coast we drove almost 1 1 / 2 hours into the hilly country, always towards the mountains, the streets were narrow and bad, the climate was cooler and soon we found ourselves amidst bright green rice terraces. And then we were there, in the village of Tabanan Jegu in the region. The only tourists who stay here as we come ever in Bali Homestay. A long road leads past many houses, countless temples, many house walls until we finally arrived at Wayan's house.
Day 1 From the same family, we were greeted kindly, learned Wayan's Nyoman's wife, children and Riksa Krisna and the rest of the 4-generation family know where we would stay for the next 6 days. Some neighbors stopped by curious and introduced themselves.
Balinese Wohnverhaeltnisse are totally different than we have hitherto found in Asia. In contrast to the usually very open houses and villages in Bali long walls, the houses of individual families from each other. Within a wall there are many small roofed building, where the rice store with forms underneath the seat and Santander are Abhängfläche each time the center. In the small houses are just the bedroom, the kitchen and the bathroom, everything else takes place outside, especially among the rice. The village has no running water and so it takes a shower with a bucket, which is filled with icy water from a large tub, which comes directly from the mountains ... brrr. In the same way, the toilet flushing the tiled hole in the ground works.
So we sat us right in the rice storage and enjoyed our welcome drink before we children of the village with about 7 about to take a walk set off the rice fields. The kids showed us their world around the village, played, fought over, and jumped into the mud of rice fields and practiced with enthusiasm us English. "What is your name?", "Which is your favorite color? "," How old are you? ". Fleissig replied to Kathy and I made many shy and asked questions just as hard back." Mainly the only boy Krishna is a great time the other girls to annoy her flip-flops and wide be carried in the mud of rice fields ... I think boys are all over the world equal. In a beautiful afternoon atmosphere, we observed the work of rice farmers in their bright green fields and took many photos of the children, what made them great fun. The by Nyoman incredibly delicious Balinese dishes we prepared verspeissten the next few days, always under the rice storage, along with Wayan and sometimes some neighbors.

Day 2 The next morning we went over to the neighbors with Nyoman where grade preparations were being made for the house warming ceremony the next day. The Balinese are renowned for their particularly colorful and still traditional ceremonies for every imaginable occasion. So this time should be dedicated to a house and so were made of coconut leaves, some of which were colored pink and lots of wood sticks conjured up the wildest scenery. All women of the family and neighbors sit together for this and tinkering, they were worth. First, while we sat, ate black rice with sweet coconut for breakfast and were shortly thereafter automatically, a quasi-Offering Workshop. A neighbor showed us how to tinkering in the abovementioned components a kind of small plates on the later still different colored flowers, rice crackers, etc. to come .... hmm. Somehow not so easy ... recalcitrant Leaf ... and constantly breaks off this stick ... hmm. For women, it looks like somehow everything just so. Hmm. Well, but eventually we got our first point still Offering and were quite proud. In the afternoon, was still a Dutch this couple (Dennis Henry), which would stay for a week with his neighbors and so we started the afternoon with Wayan on a small trek through the rice terraces on the other Side of the village. Wayan showed us all edible fruits, leaves and tubers, and said the rice cultivation and showed us proudly his rice field. Now we know how to grow pineapples and cocoa, and that one can suck red hibiscus flowers, because the taste on stalks are cute. We were accompanied by another neighbor and three girls, which made it especially fun to collect water hyacinths. As a conclusion it was fresh Balinese snacks in your neighbor's garden: we sucked cocoa beans (the white meat tastes aussenrum sweet and sour) and enjoyed fresh juice from a young coconut. After dinner we went some women then the traditional Balinese clothing and sat on the right hair accessories. First, it draws on a kind of rock, the sarong. Then, the Balinese women a type of corset worn under a blouse made of cotton or lace to the waist, a contrasting cloth bound. Anyway, all fabrics are very colorful, often laced with gold or silver thread and the whole outfit look very happy. The hair ornament is made of colorful flowers and golden leaves that rustle softly with every movement. The men a short and a long sarong over each other, about a short-sleeved shirt and tied to a cloth hat, of course, all wearing matching color and colorful.

Day 3 To a background noise of laughing and galloping around children, barking dogs, cackling hens and crowing roosters since 3:30 we woke up every morning. The village gets up early and today is no school ... and our first sightseeing day. Together with Wayan we went through the four winding mountain roads further north - deep into the interior of the island-yum Danau Bratan lake. When we got there was like 8 degrees colder and we moved on sweaters. After watching the Botanical Garden and the Orchid Garden, we went to a lookout on the slopes of Gunung Pohon and enjoyed the view of the crater lake. We then drove down to the lake and yum famous Hindu / Buddhist temple Pura Ulun Danu Bratan the 17th Jhrd. The temple itself is available, unfortunately only for believers, but the surroundings with the mountain shrouded by clouds Gunung Catur, an exciting and well-kept gardens situated directly on / in the lake is simply breathtaking. After a lunch break we went then to the market of Candikuning where somehow all the seller spoke a little German and we heard one of the best lines: "Buy here, buy them here cheaper than Aldi" ... and in the mountains of Bali. All right. We are happy to come naturally to the request, finally, there were fresh strawberries (the season in Germany as well, missed) and cinnamon sticks. Moreover, the souvenirs much cheaper than in the coastal region, the sellers was right. In the evening, the others went for a walk and then I learned to cook! Yes, it's hard to believe it, that's why I say it again, I've learned to cook. Well, better said, a court, but still. The court had chosen namely Kathi and I to our absolute favorite: Perkedel Jagung - Balinese corn hash browns. And because it found everything very class that I wanted to learn this. Nyoman prepared the ingredients and the great grandmother of the family looked to me all the time curious about the shoulder. In the evening we watched then the so-called entertainment the evening of the house warming ceremony at. All the neighbors are there, there we a lot of singing, read and of course eating. The granddaughter of the new homeowner proudly showed us the new building and the many gifts and presents, which had already received their grandparents.

Day 4 We got up early to follow from 7:30 to 5 hours, the house warming ceremony can. All were solemn in bright colors (white, yellow, orange, beige) dressed. Similar to the previous evening was sung a lot of telling and prayed. The gifts, including whole chicken, fried or raw, coconuts, flowers and the typical offerings were blessed again and again with water, towards the end of the ceremony have slaughtered a duck. In the afternoon we went on with 3 cars and two neighbors to another trip. By beautiful scenery, we drove higher and higher into the cool mountains, past endless rice terraces, again through many villages with long walls and traditional temples of all sizes. Our goal this time was the temple Pura Luhur Batakau, at the foot of Gunung Batakau, which starts one of the three sacred mountains of Bali ist.Von here from a pilgrimage to the mountain. The temple was the state temple when Tabanan was an independent kingdom. He is very isolated - but here we speak German and some statues are very drawn by the weather. The air is cool and moist, and as in every temple of Bali, we have to wear sarongs. There are strict rules for women by the way: who has his rule, or as children, yet having no teeth, do not enter the temple ... The temple roofs, such as covered all over the island of black fibers from coconuts. Almost looks like a thatched roof .... in northern Germany Then we moved on, often waving children, through the lush green landscape, again passing rice fields, water buffalo and villages of the Hotsprings Penatahan. There is a large and a small pool, as well as some open showers. Of course we took advantage of this opportunity now, finally back warm water. Henry said her friendship fragrant shampoo with some small, entirely enthusiastic girls in the shower. Once again the delicious dinner was waiting Nyoman then a huge surprise to us that the children of the village had practiced in our absence, a traditional dance show and borrowed for this extra colorful costumes in Tabanan. From elementary school to high school, all with power. We were able to witness the famous Balinese dances up close and the sweetest of all the children. Even a modern dance to Indonesian pop music with Krisna and Riksa was there. We enjoyed the totally cute, colorful, traditional show, the almost professional worked very, together with the whole village, because ultimately all wanted to proudly watch their children. Such dances, an important part of Balinese culture are practiced at school, so almost every girl can perform these dances. Finally, we were allowed to read out the names of all 20 children and they got a small envelope of Wayan to further encourage the development of their dancing skills.

Day 5 The day was spent mainly in the rice store with the kids before we went in the afternoon, the No. 1 tourist destination on the island: the temple of Tanah Lot, which is built into the spectacular sea. Together with hundreds of other tourists we saw a beautiful sunset in various shades of red on, and enjoyed the very special atmosphere of the rough sea. On the way back we visited the night market in Tabanan, one last time before we could enjoy Nyoman excellent cooking skills.

Day 6 A bit sad, we left after breakfast the family ... with Wayan we stopped at one last temple on the way to the town of Ubud artist before he fled to us for our next Hostel ...