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Some more pictures from my last stay in Bali. Unusual pictures, this time, just to start the week with a smile.
The most surprising is surely that of these tombs, topped with umbrellas ... In this cemetery of Nusa Lembongan, we protect the dead from the sun!
Religion is omnipresent in Bali. Even during a short stay, it is not unusual to attend a ceremony. They are numerous, throughout the year.
We cross it quite often, when we move in the island. What creates each time traffic jams, the time to let pass the procession, as here, on the road between Amlapura and Sanur.
It must have been a particularly important ceremony. People were parading in and out, dressed in the traditional sarong and wearing white turbans.
As far as the road is concerned, after traveling in Asia, I got used to the "exotic" aspects of the traffic. Whether it's the horns blowing or the overloaded motorcycles, I don't pay much attention anymore.
However, the first time you see a whole family piled up on the seat or a motorcycle almost disappearing under an imposing load: huge bales of straw, furniture, baskets, poultry and sometimes even live pigs... Below, a street vendor in Lovina, with his colorful plastic junk.
A wardrobe on the beach? It is normal. We are in Sanur, just before the departure of the boat that makes the connection between Bali and the island of Nusa Lembongan. It carries everything that people need. Food and water, but also furniture and refrigerators, motorcycles, animals...
The wardrobe waits on the sand for two guys to come and load it on their shoulders. They then hoist it onto the roof of the boat, wading through the shallow water. I watch the operation, watching for the moment when it will slip and fall into the water. But they do it right. The huge cabinet is finally secured, without incident.
In the series "our friends the animals" admire the audacity of this chick. On the beach of Pemuteran, the pigs of the village snooze in the sand and even let themselves be pecked in the snout!
Finally, a small series "special divers". Observe this carrier which is cut out in Chinese shadow, on the pebble beach of Tulamben.
Two blocks balanced on the head and several belts with their weights around the waist and on the shoulders. Impressive, isn't it? The foreign divers, freshly arrived in Asia, who have never seen that, are astonished, sympathize, a little embarrassed. Especially the gentlemen.
Some even want to carry in their place. What these women (because they are mostly women who carry) do not appreciate... The job of carrier is hard, but it is their livelihood. On this ultra-touristy site, hundreds of divers come every day to discover the wreck of the Liberty.
Finally, a sign displayed in the center Eco-DiveGentlemen, think twice before making eyes at a female diver!
"My boyfriend says if I go back to diving one more time, he's leaving me... I'm going to miss him for sure."