Ubud
Woke up to the sound of birds singing. Light breakfast. Walk to the ocean and it's time to go.
It's +30 outside, and the air conditioner works in the cabin. Our guide and driver Putu gave us a collection of Russian songs (from Tsey to Pugacheva). So while we were making our way through the traffic jams of Nusa Dua and Denpasar, blood flu on an iceberg did not let us get bored.
Finally got out of the busy highway and drove along the roads where the third is superfluous (definitely). We got to Ubud (the second name is the village of masters)
From Denpasar to Ubud 35 km. Past the rice fields (by the way, the picture is unforgettable)
On the streets every 200 meters there are shops of wood carvers. There is also a lot of stone carving.
Our guide, as a true Balinese, first brought us to the factory, where we were shown the intricacies of woodcarving (he receives a percentage of each item sold). Then we went into the salon. The products were very pleasing to the eye, and the prices were unpleasantly frightening. Didn't hold back. For a cat figurine (with a fist) they gave 30 dollars. Finally, Putu realized that we want to see things first hand. And here we are in the workshop of a local artisan.
The beauty is incredible. prices too. According to the stories, one of our activists from Odessa bought himself a 2.5 meter statue for 75 thousand American money.
For such a panel, they asked for only 1000. Yes, and there may be problems with export. Most breeds are considered valuable.
We licked our lips. We quenched our thirst from a cooler bag and drove on.
Woke up to the sound of birds singing. Light breakfast. Walk to the ocean and it's time to go.
It's +30 outside, and the air conditioner works in the cabin. Our guide and driver Putu gave us a collection of Russian songs (from Tsey to Pugacheva). So while we were making our way through the traffic jams of Nusa Dua and Denpasar, blood flu on an iceberg did not let us get bored.
Finally got out of the busy highway and drove along the roads where the third is superfluous (definitely). We got to Ubud (the second name is the village of masters)
From Denpasar to Ubud 35 km. Past the rice fields (by the way, the picture is unforgettable)
On the streets every 200 meters there are shops of wood carvers. There is also a lot of stone carving.
Our guide, as a true Balinese, first brought us to the factory, where we were shown the intricacies of woodcarving (he receives a percentage of each item sold). Then we went into the salon. The products were very pleasing to the eye, and the prices were unpleasantly frightening. Didn't hold back. For a cat figurine (with a fist) they gave 30 dollars. Finally, Putu realized that we want to see things first hand. And here we are in the workshop of a local artisan.
The beauty is incredible. prices too. According to the stories, one of our activists from Odessa bought himself a 2.5 meter statue for 75 thousand American money.
For such a panel, they asked for only 1000. Yes, and there may be problems with export. Most breeds are considered valuable.
We licked our lips. We quenched our thirst from a cooler bag and drove on.
