Ubud is nice, but like much of Bali it is hugely impacted by tourism in a way that makes me feel somewhat uncomfortable. The all-too-frequent harassment from private taxi drivers and souvenir merchants - "no, I do not want to buy a carved wooden phallus keyring, thank you - and I don't care how much good luck my buying it will bring you - kind of made me appreciate the absence of the same in Jogja, at least in the areas I frequent. And wow, everything - especially food - is SO much more expensive in Bali compared to Jogja! Definitely finding happiness in the reminder of how much I like my current home.
Poolside sculpture, D'Omah Hotel, Ubud. |
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