Thursday, December 5, 2019


It's been awfully hot here in Sanur this November and now December. Right now the temperature is 91.4 and feels more like 100. We've been here six years and I've always said it almost never seems that hot to me here - where we live anyway. We live near the ocean so I assume it must get hotter elsewhere but I see the Sanur temperature is the same as that further inland. This year I must say that it's hot, and hot in a way that affects me in ways it hasn't before. I can still get by in it. I do pretty well in hot weather. But I notice it making me tired. I just noticed an article from a month ago in Coconuts that said that temperatures this year are hotter than anytime in thirty years - in Bali and all over Indonesia. I've asked some locals too if it seems hotter than usual and they've all said yes, definitely. I wonder what it will be like next year. I suspect it will be even hotter. 

Friday, November 29, 2019

Good truthful article on Bali

One big traffic jam which thankfully, we don't live in, but near, and we're happy to stay near home where we can walk, and careful where we go and when if it involves wheels. - thanks Kat

Monday, November 25, 2019

How to Act Like a Bule

Sacha Stevenson keeps rolling out great videos about life in Indonesia. Bule means European type foreigner. It will be likely be automatically followed by others on a similar subject. Check her out.

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Lumbung Damuh

We're in Buitan at Lumbang Damuh and the 17th is Kat's birthday. We'll be walking up into the mountain to some villages accessible by scooter only. Not that far away. So nice and cool here with the ocean breeze blowing through us. We're up a little and about fifty yards from the waves. Such a cool place. Lumbung is a shed to store rice in.  It's a small, cozy, funky place with thatch roofs, a communal kitchen, clay earth oven used for bread and pizza. This is the most hippie place we know of in Bali. Tanya runs it. She's Indonesian from Jakarta with Dutch father and German mothere, both of whom now live near here. They're cool too. He was a POW in WWII here, became house boy for the camp commander whom he says was a mean bad person. Locals came in and killed him as soon as the war was over. More stories. We're coming for his 90th birthday in a couple of months. We've stayed her a number of times. Only an hour and a half from our home in Sanur. Tanya just brought me two slices of warm bread fresh out of the oven - with butter and honey.