This Author – “Alex, I want to experience & photograph traditional Balinese life. Can you get me away from western tourists?”
Alex – “Yes Bapak (Mr) Saxon … No problems!”
The response had been optimistic from my amazing local Balinese driver ‘Alex’ but I was dubious. Nonetheless the challenge had been set!
Seeking to escape the tourist hordes for some Bali travel photography and authenticity.
We left early one morning from my hotel on the outskirts of Ubud and headed north towards the lush and lofty hinterlands. As we drove through the centre of Ubud town I thought Alex had no chance of successfully delivering on his promise.
As we negotiated & zig zagged our way along the main roads I noted that they were lined literally, mile after mile, by myriad bric-a-brac shops, wood working factories, food stalls, temples and an oddly regular collection of stores selling glittering diamonte statues. You name it I saw it – diamonte elephants, tarantulas, Hindu gods and of course disco balls… and here I was thinking John Travolta was the god of disco all this time!
Intermingled however with the kitsch were some of the traditions that I was hoping to find. Roadside offerings, to ward off bad spirits, that consisted of freshly cut flowers and a treat were a constant companion during our drive as were the multitude of dogs that strode along the roadside with more swagger than Jagger.
Alex explained that each household keeps a dog as security.
I guess it only took about thirty minutes from leaving my hotel until we turned off the ‘highway’ into what at first looked like someone’s driveway. However this small lane was actually a B-Road (yes B-loody tiny!) and after we turned in to it everything changed.
And then this…
The next six or seven hours were then spent exploring verdant valleys, lush rice paddy fields, restful villages, bamboo forests and isolated temples. New exploration for me but mere revisiting for Alex. I know now I couldn’t have spent $50 Australian Dollars and ever received better ROI – Return on Indonesia.
I have a confession to make – I was a Bali snob
I was 40 years old when I visited Bali. When an Australian hasn’t gone to Bali by the time they are 30 let alone 40 there’s a reason for it. It is a considered choice not to go. In other words I didn’t want to go.
I just didn’t think we’d get on. I thought Bali was Kuta and Kuta was Bali. All brash, Bogans, boobs & Bintang. So it turns out Kuta was pretty much like I had expected but I did have something very, very wrong!
Kuta is in Bali it’s – not – Bali!
Something for everyone.
Even after one visit I’m looking forward to returning and believe that Bali offers many allures.
Partying & pampering, chaos & calm, surfing & serenity and brash & breathtaking.
All of these are mutually exclusive however you could also experience them all if you wished. It certainly is a destination that you can make your own!
So Alex did it!! We only saw one couple of western tourists in six hours of touring! So it is possible but you really need to know ‘where-to-go’. If you would like to get Alex’ details just contact me or click on his Facebook link below the Bali travel photos. I stayed at the amazing Kayumanis Villas just out of Ubud if you are up for a spurge and looking for an incredible accommodation experience.
Bali travel photography gallery.
Click an image to enlarge. All photography © Saxon Templeton
Facebook Page for my driver Alex.
The Bali Tourism Board website packed with info and ideas.
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