There’s not much in our little village for a westerner used to city living like me. We have a market, a mini-mart, a handful of tiny family-run warungs. There’s plenty to keep the kids occupied – a river, chickens, dogs, and hundreds of neighbours and family to dote on them any minute of the day. I, on the other hand, would prefer a coffee shop, some nice shops to browse and the opportunity to walk for 5 minutes without being asked where I’m going (sorry, I’m just unsociable, can’t help it!). All these things are available just 10 minutes away in Ubud but as I’ve not yet gathered the courage to learn to drive the motorbike on the crazy roads here, I’m rather stranded in the village unless I can get Made to drop me off.
One thing we do have, which I am very grateful for, and as a bonus is at the end of a 15 minute rice field walk – a swimming pool.
Swimming is Maya’s absolute favourite activity at the moment and although I’ve taken her alone a couple of times, it’s a bit too difficult for me to attempt with both of them while they’re so small. With family visiting though, Maya gets the chance to practise fearlessly jumping in and sticking her head in the water; Kiran gets to splash about and crawl around the pool edge and a fun time is had by all.
On the walk home we had two very tired kids. Maya happily accepted a ride on grandad’s shoulders, while Kiran eventually passed out in the sling and was put straight to bed when we got back.