The In-Between Days
Here's some words about what happens to us on the days in between our outings. In general, most days have some combination of swimming, eating and wandering about.
But we also like to go the Pondok Pekak library because it has a lovely simple peaceful feel to it. We refill our big water jug and get new books for Abbey and maybe a new book for me or Mike. Occasionally we watch a bit of a dance rehearsal there, or listen in on a language lesson. We might also go to the little Owl School to see Jaz and make crafts and talk with other mothers. Or we might, say for example, find out we have head lice and then perhaps try not to panic or spend all our time researching the pros and cons of rubbing pesticides into our scalps. (Yesterday I bought head lice treatment and then decided not to use it. Something about banned products and links to cancer and seizures. So the hunt begins. FunFunFun.)
We don't generally go out at night - we're all usually too conked by 9pm. We have yet to see a show - for the same reason.
Today we wandered around the peaceful oasis of the Arma Museum of Art. Mike and I found shoulder bags to replace our very boring touristy daypacks. We also ate. And we swam.
We are thinking we will leave Ubud on Friday and then head back down to the beach at Padang Bai. Then maybe over to the Gili Islands (Yay Gili!) for some truly white sand beaches and snorkeling. How long we stay there...we don't yet know :) We will come back to Ubud - there are too many reasons not to. Something tho has happened in the last few days. We have stopped pinching ourselves. We no longer wake up marveling where we are. It isn't bad, it isn't boredom...it's the inevitable settling in. The mind finally has room to breathe and take stock and reflect on where to place itself in all this. It has been a transition for all of us, for it's not always particularly obvious what you want to happen next. We've all taken turns being grumpy and getting fed up with close quarters, complaining and compromise. It's not like traveling in your 20's :) But in many ways it's better. Again and again we watch Abbey embrace new experiences with surprising energy. Things at home we were sure she would balk at. Perhaps the first lesson is never to assume we know her limits.
Speaking of limits...I swore before we left I wouldn't write long blog posts! Time to sleep :)