Tweet Armed with my camera, I go for strolls daily around the neighborhood of my hotel -- along the beach, the narrow streets, the shopping districts. There's always gamelan music nearby -- it is subtle and kind of drifts through the air like the wonderful incenses that are burning at the tiny temples -- seemingly 50 feet apart -- tended by girls and women -- who also make fruit offerings to the Gods -- oranges, mangoes, apples and -- even the occasional cigarette.
One of my favorite supermarkets in Seminyak. It's called Bintang (as in the Indonesian beer).
Drumming on the beach at night in Legian.
The resting Buddha at the hotel restaurant.
Coke is everywhere -- even right outside the temple gate.
Buy a trinket and get a massage -- all in one -- on the beach in Legian.