After spending a significant amount of the little money we have left shopping, we decided to book a tour the next day to avoid any more temptation. The market stalls were the best we've seen in Asia as the Balinese are extremely artistic and everything is hand made. But again you know it's got out of hand when you buy a king size patchwork quilt in the tropical island of Bali! So we booked the "Sunset tour" which would pick us up at two the next afternoon meaning we also got a lay in. Bonus!

The next morning we went for the most delicious breakfast at an organic and vegetarian restaurant and had a solid 9/10 iced coffee. We somehow resisted the temptation of heading dangerously into the market and waited around for the tour guide. Well to say we'd had better tour guides would be an understatement. He knew four words in English (temple, half hour and no) and was the most erratic driver second after the Vietnamese night bus guy. So me, Franks, a Swiss talkaholic, two lovely German ladies and a Californian couple consisting of a Bruno Mars look alike and a hypercondriac were on our way for an afternoon around the beautiful island.

Our first stop was the side of the road. Literally. And due to the drivers ability to speak no English we had absolutely no idea what we were meant to be looking at. There were some women picking flowers in a field, the type of flowers they use for the daily offering and a field that was impressively neon green in colour. But after a solid two minutes we all boarded the mini van again praying the next stops were better!

Well the next stop was better. Some may say scary, slightly harmful and a bit surreal. But if you like monkeys it was better and really fun! We got to the monkey forest and was greeted by a tour guide who led us through the forest and gave us food to feed the monkeys. The monkeys were so cute! Especially the mothers that carried the babies on their stomachs. The tour guide called them over and instructed them to climb onto us so we could take some photos. A lot of the photos look like we are being attacked as they were so heavy and even my sister would find it hard to pose well with one of these primates climbing on you. I got some great snaps of a monkey exposing himself, unknown to Franks, on her shoulder! (Still working on getting permission to publish on Facebook!)

So after we fed them and had some voluntary photos we walked through the forest. Well I'm so glad the monkey tour guide was with us as the monkeys went from cute to rapey in the matter of seconds. We would be walking through and they would just jump onto you and they were so heavy! After a stroll through their natural habitat, which was nice to see, we ventured out and back to the mini van for the next stop.

A Balinese Buddha temple was next on the itinerary. It was beautiful and lovely to walk around but without knowing anything about it there is only so much interest you can have. There were beautifully engraved towers and gardens and after a pleasant stroll we boarded the mini bus once more.

The next stop was the most random. We were taken to a coffee plantation which looked more like someone's really nice back garden. We were taught about how luwak coffee is made and what it makes it so special and sought after, to us it just looked like regular coffee beans. We were then able to taste a range of coffees and teas which was was amazing, surreal and splendid. I then asked why the roosters where in cages around the plantation and having been told they were in training for fights I had a sudden urge to set them all free. (Please note this is Francesca's second paragraph of contribution to the blog).

So our last stop was to a cliff side temple to watch the sunset. This would have been amazing but it was over populated with tourists taking photos of themselves with selfie sticks and iPhones (mainly Korean). It was a great spot to watch the sunset yet it wasn't as special as some we had seen.

Once the sun had set we headed back to the van for the last time and enjoyed an erratic drive home with a German falling asleep on me! We did enjoy the day and it was great to see the rest of Bali and to get an insight into their culture. This day has affirmed my plans to come back to Indonesia and travel the whole country. It's by my favourite culture and a lot more chilled out than other countries in SE Asia.

To finish our day we popped next door to the massage parlour and received an hours massage for the equivalent of two pounds! It was real good and I didn't even mind when she momentarily rubbed my breasts. After a good day and feeling more than relaxed we though it would be rude not to watch the hostel band for a bit. So after a few Bob Marley covers and a few Bintangs we retired to bed.