02.18 pm – Reached Bas Agrowisata, one of only 6 kopi luwak producers in Bali.
The green coffee beans.
The green passion fruits.
The green cocoa fruit.
The freshly cleaned luwak coffee seeds.
There were so many of it.
This guy’s job is to differentiate the male from the female civet produced beans.
The flatter bean on the left is ‘shitted out’ by a male civet and the rounder one on the right, a female civet. The reason why luwak coffee is the most expensive coffee in the world is because it tastes much, much, much less bitter than normal coffee and goes through more processing steps compared to the usual Arabica or Robusta coffee beans.
Roasting of the luwak beans.
At the roasting corner.
When she grows up, she wants to be just like him, roasting beans all day long.
The roasted beans.
Pounding the beans, hard.
After all that, we went to the refreshments section.
I tried practically EVERYTHING in the menu and on the table
Reasonably priced considering it only costs IDR 30,000 to try every one of their products.
At the end of it, I bought myself a small box of luwak coffee that cost me a bomb!
03.26 pm – And we were on our way again,
weaving through the narrow roads of Bali.
Passed a place where they make sculptures by carefully chiseling the thing.
Dean said it takes a lot of effort and time to do just 1 sculpture. It could take months and years depending on the size and detail of the thing.
03.59 pm – Took a pee somewhere. Seriously, I have no idea where this is.
The supermarket nearby. Bought a packet of watermelon. Trying to stay healthy while traveling.
04.31 pm – And then we were on our way again.
Passed by a Ngurah Rai’s statue.
Ngurah Rai, the hero who commanded Bali’s forces against the Dutch during the Indonesian War of Independence. ‘Merdeka atau mati’. ‘Sekali merdeka tetap merdeka’.
05.39 pm – Arrived at Tanah Lot. Potteries.
The pathway leading towards the temple
was full of souvenier shops. Sukawati’s prices were still the cheapest.
Us at Tanah Lot.
06.43 pm – Took a picture with several Bali policemen.
07.30 pm – Arrived at Bakso Pendowo Malang.
One of the best places to get bakso in Bali.
I had a feeling that we were the only foreigners there.
Dean who was busy replying future clients while we were waiting for our food.
How a bowl of bakso looks like.
The fried dumplings.
09.53 pm – Right after arriving back at Tune Hotels Kuta, we walked to the nearby shoplot for an hour of self pampering.
If Dennis the menace was Indonesian, he’d look exactly like this.
Vivian’s overpowdered face masseuse who almost looked like an Ah Kua.
10.06 pm – Dropped by the nearby Warung Murni
for a big bottle of Bintang beer.
11.03 am – Ate a packet of watermelon before falling asleep.
12.00 am – zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz
How an Indonesian sounds like when he talks in Bahasa Indonesia and English.