Today saw a visit to a Balinese market place, where once again, we appeared to be the only foreigners.
Monday night we are hosting a party at our Villa, so we went out shopping for the odds and ends that we would need.
Gusti’s wife has generously offered to prepare food for 20, and bring it over. We are excited to see what she makes. Cooking is her forte. This should be an interesting party.
The marketplace was colorful, as many are. Gusti ran across a few people that he knew. Sarongs hemmed on the spot flawlessly by a skilled tailor.
Baskets of flowers and people curious at what the heck we were curious about. Nice.
On the trip back to Ubud, we stopped along the way for a little motion and stills capture in some particularly stunning rice fields. Of course Gusti ran across someone he knew. Feels like we travel with the mayor. I like it.
Cookies 
Gusti and Donna 
These and the rest of your photos are superb. Inspirational. Thank you
Welcome home Donna and David, so good to hear from you, welcome home my friends. xo
David, your photos and words … almost as good as being there. 😉
I feel a certain pervasive exhaustion observing these Bali blog postings. I know that each image is a foothold in life and time. Not just a simple snapshot David. I realize the value of passion and the dedication and sacrifice it takes to drive there, go that particular distance and stay the course to its ending.
What Bali has brought through your captures is an essence of weight, pauses, pleasures, beauties, colors and movements that are so often lost in the culture of fast moving things, calls, mails and activity. The slower pace seems dreamlike and spacy, yet through all of it the sustainability of a culture, a people, a timeline begs the same audience, just in different timelines.
Good for Bali to be able to hold onto its pace, for once speeding up the things lost are the things most noticed in your images I do not see where I live.
Thank you for sharing and caring. Always-
Thanks Shawn. You are so incredibly perceptive. One of the things which all of us noticed was the difficulty in re establishing the tempo and pace of life here in the US upon our return. It was a strange experience after the deep emersion this experience afforded us.