|Morning view from our upstairs verandah|
About an hour and a half later, he dropped us at the top of the staircase for the Blue Lagoon, asking us to go down and take a look. If we didn't like it, he'd take us to a different beach. If he didn't see us come back up, then he figured he'd see us in a few hours. We liked it.
The Blue Lagoon is a quiet little cove with apparently some good snorkeling, as boats come in and out of the area and drop their snorkelers for a bit of time in the water. It's not a completely pristine beach (you'll occasionally see a little non-organic material floating in the water), but the water is crystal clear: We chose not to snorkel but did see fish just by walking out into waist-high water. We were practically the only ones there when we arrived just after noon. When we left two hours later, there were a couple of dozen people enjoying the sun and water. We watched one couple spend their entire stay at the beach posing for photos.
It was a very relaxing couple of hours (aside from the few touts selling scarves and woven bracelets), and just what we had in mind when thinking about a trip to the beach in Bali.
|The Blue Lagoon...almost no one else there (except the woman at far right, who did an excessive amount of posing for her companion)|
|Lounging in the sand for awhile, listening to the waves|
|View down on the beach from the cafe|
Our final stop on the day trip was Goa Gajah ("elephant cave"), a sanctuary that dates to the 9th Century. There's a lot to see here: a cave with an elaborate elephant carving on the facade, a bathing area, some fascinatingly huge trees, and a "broken" Buddha temple at the bottom of the valley. There was also a woman hawking cold drinks, including bottles of Bintang, from a cooler alongside the staircase down to the Buddha temple. We thought that was a little odd. I mean, you probably won't find anyone selling Nastro Azzuro inside St. Peter's.
|Mouth of the elephant cave|
|Just a small part of the roots of a seriously old and large tree|
|A better look at the roots of one of the trees|
|The Buddha temple down many steps in the valley; a "volunteer" there told us it was "broken"|
|Red curry with pumpkin at Warung Siam|