I thought I would sleep longer, but at eight o’clock I’m awake. I’ve slept for about ten hours, and feel well rested, though I’m sore several places from last week’s training.
We’re back at the same hotel we spent quite some time at last time we were in Ubud. The same room, it’s the same breakfast and the same good coffee.
We plan our tasks while having breakfast. There’s a lot to be done, and now is the time. It includes mailing a lot of different people about a lot of different things, reading up on the next stop (the Muay Thai camp) among other things. We get a lot of it done and hire a motorcycle to roam around.
We start at Anomali coffee. We had coffee here lots of time last time, and it’s still just as good. Here we filled out the form for the seven day resort stay that we got the other day. Dates where checked and hopefully we’ll get to finish our tour with such a high class stay. Time will show.
Then we went to lunch at Bali Buddha before heading across the street to the post office. Some clothes worth saving (among them the tailored dress for Katja) got shipped home. It started raining again when we arrive back, but the weather has been way better today than the previous last days. Hopefully it’ll stay dry as we’re to do a visit to a Norwegian living in Ubud today. A friend of Katja’s cousin Charlotte lives here in Ubud and we’ll have dinner with him this afternoon.
Katja talked about taking a day off training but cannot manage such a thing. She pops out for a yoga class while I get the blog writing up to date and start looking at the videos from the camp. I have a project for getting my videos from the different camps organized in another matter. Let’s see if I have what it takes to see it through.
I also practice my Karate for a while. It’s the main heritage in my martial arts, and from which my other skills are based. Keeping the basic moves alive are important and fun when you can connect them to practical knowledge found within you.
I drove off to pick up Katja and we went to visit Lars. We found his house easy enough and found him inside the property. He’s got MS and is in a wheelchair, but the house is modeled to accommodate that. He even got a motorcycle with a carriage that make him able to roam the streets of Ubud.
Lars was a really nice guy to get to know and we spent about two and a half hour at his place. We ordered food from a nearby warung that delivers food to Lars on a regular basis. He’s been in IT in his former career and we had common ground there. Now he’s into glass art and have made some really nice bowls using the glass blowing technique. We got the name and the place of the workshop he goes to and will try to go visit it. We’ll also try to catch another dinner during this week.
It started raining (again) while we were there, but luckily it passed before we got back on the motorcycle.
Back home in the room we got even more mails of the list before turning in. Tomorrow we’ll both do a couple of yoga classes, one of them in a way we’ve never tried before.
The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce.
~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., “Over the Teacups,” 1891