This is the fourth and final set of photos from my Bali holiday. The other photos can be found here: Bali I, Bali II and and Bali III.

Above the Ayung River, Sayan-Ubud.

A worker tends the stepped rice paddies near the Ayung River, Sayan-Ubud.

The Balinese calendar is complicated enough without the addition of other calendars and languages. If I’m not mistaken, the writing to the right of and below the calendar consists of explanations for the importance of each day. The calendar advises Balinese which days are best to do many things, including harvest rice and have sex.

The Jimbaran Bay seafood meal at one of the many beachside restaurants on my last evening in Bali.

Grilled corn sellers, Jimbaran Bay. There was a corn seller every 100 or so metres along the beach. Throughout the evening locals walked along the beach, picking up fish that had washed up on the shore.

A hibiscus flower outside of Ubud.

A close-up shot of a rice plantation – Ubud is famous for its rice paddies.

These boys were willing to have their photos taken – for a price. I saw several creations like this unfinished version. I’m not sure what their purpose is – perhaps a funeral pyre?

Cane cages. Occasionally I saw roosters held in cages like these – my flatmate (who had spent a month in Bali previously) said they were going to be used for cockfighting.

The Ayung River, Sayan/Ubud in the foreground and stepped rice paddies in the background.

These ladies are taking offerings to one of the many local temples. The weekend I was in Bali was significant for the local Hindus (as most Balinese are). i think it was because of the full moon.

Screen printed rice bags on the wall of Ubud’s Bali Buddha, the hangout of choice for foreign, new age hippies. I ate vegan version of a local dish which, surprisingly, was quite tasty.

I had to get a photo of this t-shirt worn by one of the ladies at the jeans store in Ubud 🙂  Below the clock reads “I need more”.

A attended a great Legong Dance performance presented by Bina Remaja Troupe at Ubud’s palace on the Saturday night. The intensity in this dancer’s eyes is visible.

Another wonderfully costumed dancer from the same performance.

Bali Bombing Memorial, Kuta. I didn’’t spend much time in the ghetto of Kuta.

Mother and baby Macaque, Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary, Padantegal, Ubud

Offerings like these were everywhere

The Ubud Markets

Also at Ubud Markets. The Balinese are very superstitious people – after I bought some things from her, this lady waved money around her stall for luck.

While walking away from a different stall that stall keeper was pleading for me to buy something ‘for luck’ as I was the first customer of the day. Given the tone of her voice I suspect she was being genuine.

More Bali photos to come…