My last day in Ubud

Really lazy day planned, after laying in bed and reading, I finally got up and go to Starbucks.  I post yesterday's news and watch the world.  Then I get really ambitious and decide to go to the other side of Ubud, as in the other side of the River.  

This is probably should require a car, but I am not in any hurry.  After about an hour, I stop at this great boutique with the most beautiful gauzy dresses - I am soaked through from the humidity and the walk, but they are nice to me anyway.  I buy two dresses - they are GORGEOUS!

I then hit the art museum.  The building itself is art - they converted a temple so each collection is exhibited in a different buiding.  It starts to pour down rain and I am the only person in the museum - it is beyond nice.  

Balinese art is pretty much what you would expect with a few surprises.  There is a room with photographs taken by an American in the 1920s in Bali - they are wonderful.  

I am now starved and head across the street to Nacho Mama's - Nacho Mama's is famous and associated with Naughty Nuri's down the street.  I have a very good cheese quesadilla with green chili and chicken tacos.  

I am entertained throughout my meal by a large group of Japanese that are eating bar-b-que ribs...with a spoon.  The place is packed, and I have a couple hover over me and my table for a good 15 minutes but then they finally found a place that was not my table.

It is still raining, but not as hard.  I start the walk back and break my flip flop; I stop under a tree and fix my flip flop.  When you walk through Ubud like everyone other person sings - taxi - rain with a dodgy flip flop and know one is around.  Finally, a guy runs across the street and sings taxi and I say, sure - we are both surprised.  

In the evening, I take another stroll through Monkey Forest - they are very funny.  I watch two males that seems to be daring each other to try and cross the road on the power line - they both did it, but one clearly had more grace.  I'd picked out Kebun Bistro for dinner - which looked just like a real bistro - like in France - and had a very expensive dinner.  

The only thing Ubud is missing...a decent glass of wine.  Oh well, Bali Hai, and Merry Christmas!