26 September 2007

Bali: rice and temples


Diah's father is driving through rural rice fields and I am watched little children bathe naked in the cool stream of water on its way to nurture the terraced rice patties, their school uniforms cast aside. There is an innocence here, not blind innocence, but a kind of view that comes from understanding the world but deciding to be happy anyway. Later we go to see a sunset near a temple north of Legion. Tonight I prepare to climb the mountain.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Presumably this "mountain" you keep referring to is a metaphor. If not, you're approaching this vacation all wrong.

Steve Schlangen

Matthew Dodson said...

Unfortunately, the mountain thing was very real and one of the most challenging physical acts of my life. I hereby declare that I resign from further mountain climbing until such time as a get another bee up my ass. I will henceforth spend the rest of my vacation in the night clubs with the women, like God intended!