Last Saturday I was invited to Wayan's house for morning tea. Little did I know it was an hour's walk along an arduous mountain track!Stopping to catch my breath! At one stage I thought I would have to call off the visit as I became faint. I thought I was fit, but this was quite a climb!
Eventually, we made it to Wayan's home and had coffee, rice, corn and fish as we sat and tried to talk a little Balinese. Fortunately, Wayan had a dictionary so we could look up words and laugh our way through morning tea! This shows Wayan's mother outside her house. Their home was basic to say the least; no running water, no electricity. Wayan reads and studies by a small kero lamp in the evenings.
Wayan's house 
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