High Drama!

We’re into our second week of Level 1 Yoga Teacher Training already! As slow as the days seem to be (everyone’s on “Bali Time”), the weeks seem to be flying by. But not without excitement or drama – on our third day, Mark got smashed by a rogue wave while standing on a reef in knee-deep water at infamous surf break – Uluwatu. Result: torn cartilage in his ribs and a prescription of rest and visits to the local Balinese healer. As always, it could have been worse, and after riding the hour-long trip from Uluwatu back to Canggu on the motorbike with his surfboard, potentially broken ribs, in the dark with a bug in his (good) eye, we knew things could only get better! We were all excited to hire motorbikes (automatic scooters) for only $3 a day and have spent much time terrorizing the locals with our less than average riding skills. I stacked it in the gravely driveway, stubbed my toe and blew out a brand new pairs of Havianas, while my passenger Evelyn jumped gracefully off the back unscathed. Angie stacked a couple of times in the driveway and lost some skin off her knees. Julie accelerated full pelt towards a brick wall, screaming all the way, and managed to turn at the last minute, and narrowly avoided becoming part of the brickwork. Tanya accelerated before she got on, promptly dropped the bike and opted for the passenger seat. Smart. God help the roads!
Other than that, the biggest danger we face each day around this place is over-indulging in the fantastic food and getting sunburnt by the pool. Oh, and the mozzies at around 6pm each day!