I've been having a hard time getting to the net cafe because I can't drive yet. It's not that I'm not trying, but the motorbike is a little more difficult to drive than I had hoped. But I'm practicing a lot, so I'm getting the hang of it and should be able to travel short distances soon (well, as long as they are not in the city because the traffic is so bad here, and my bad I mean really really really crazy). I've also been very busy looking for a place to stay. The technique is very very different here. I asked Nyoman to help a few friends and me find a place to stay, so we got in his car and drove all over the place. Basically, you just stop and get out and ask if there is a room for rent at that house or any around. And if there is, they see that we are bule-bule (a slang term here for white people, it's not really offensive, just descriptive - and very good to know, so you can know if someone is talking about you) and the price immediately doubles. My scholarship doesn't cover the bule prices here, so I'm holding out for a local price (or at least close to it). So, VG, apartment hunting in Rome, Georgia, has nothing on apartment hunting in Jimbaran, Bali!! I've gotten more details about my school which is good. The school I am attending seems to be much more organized than the rest of the program (which I am very happy about). I will have language classes for three hours every day on Monday through Thursday. On Friday, I will have a culture class for three hours and there will be field trips once a month! In Febuary (the start of the second term), I will have to start volunteering to help Balinese students once a week for 90 minutes. I will probably end up teaching English because it's something I've already done at home and enjoy doing. So things seem to be falling into place!
I've been meeting up with a few of my friends from High Hampton (where I worked a few summers ago and met many Balinese people), so it was been very good to see them. And strange too, because we have mostly hung out in the United States, so it's surreal to be in their country.
We have another ceremony in the village today. The last one went very well. It was mostly waiting around for the priest to bless the offerings. And then we spread them out in different parts of the house and prayed. It was very beautiful and moving. I have come to associate the smell of incense and the gamalan as peaceful sounds in this very busy and noisy city. On almost any day, at any time, you can be driving around and come across a ceremony precession. It's amazing to see religion so incorporated into everyday life.
The net connection is quite slow today, so I hope it will post! (I have to share the same connection with everyone and the cafe is very busy today, so it has slowed down). Anyway, I'm not going to type anymore because I'm not sure anyone will even be able to read it! Wish me luck in this apartment hunting thing! And in the start of my school year!
Love,
Hannah