That morning, the smell of incense woke me up again. I woke up with renewed energies and bruises everywhere, rather caused by the massage than by the fall of the previous day. When we decided to extend our stay in Ubud, The hotel only had the most expensive room available for that night, so, taking advantage of the fact that we wanted to visit the north of the island, we decided to look for a night on the coast.
After breakfast, we let the boy at the motorcycle rental agency know that we had a little mishap and pay him for the damage. The truth is that they were very legal, since the owner went with my partner to the repair shop and we only had to pay the amount that the mechanic told us that it would cost to change the scratched sticker for a new one (€ 10).
That same morning, we searched for a hotel on the beach, called by phone to book and set out to find a means of transportation to get there. It was not very difficult to look for a taxi driver to take us, since there are a lot of agencies and taxi drivers all over Ubud. In an agency that was next to the hotel, we negotiated a car with a driver to go north and stopping at four points for 350,000 rupees (€ 29.35) including gasoline and parking.
Perhaps what surprised me most of all was that when the car arrived with the driver, the owner of the agency came with us. He had already told us joking while we were negotiating, but he didn't think he was really going to join us.
The first stop was the Pure Taman Ayun, which is a fairly huge temple and was the principal of the Mengwi kingdom. It was built in 1634 and what stands out are its multiple meru of different heights. Perhaps what I liked least is that you could only walk around the main parts of the temple, since it was closed, although this is something that we find in almost all the important temples we visited.
After the visit, we returned to the car to drive to the temple Ulun Danu Bratan. This Hindobudist temple was built in the seventeenth century, is dedicated to the goddess of the waters Dewi Danu and is built on small islands in the middle of Lake Bratan. This is one of the most typical postcards of Bali, the one of the temple reflected in the waters of the lake. The problem was that, a few minutes after arriving there, it began to rain and in the end we had to take refuge to avoid getting soaked.
If it had been good weather, we could have done several activities on the lake, since you could rent a scooter or a boat tour, but that was not the case. That temple reminded me a little of Port Aventura because, apart from the tourist and how well-taken care of everything, it had background music. It gave you a little feeling of being queuing for the Tutuki Splash ...
When he eased a little, we returned to the car to go to the next stop: Gitgit FallsBut when we reached the parking lot, it was raining so much that we stayed in the car for a while waiting to see if it stopped raining. However, after 15 minutes of waiting we decided to follow the path to see if on the coast we had better luck with the weather.
The last stop before arriving at the hotel was the beji temple. The truth is that we indicated it on the map because it came by the way and thus include more things in the price. I thought I would be on the coast, but I was actually surrounded by rice fields.