


Happy Birthday to my baby sister. I'm sure you feel older than you really are!


Eating BACON!
Looking at incredible plants like this one that we think is a poinsettia tree!
We are, however, not botanists so we stand prepared to be corrected.
And plenty of time for hanging with American friends, too.

If you look closely this flag seems to say, "Swimming Prohibited" but what it actually means is, "Do whatever you want, just don't blame us if you get sucked out to sea." You can tell how many people caught the subtle difference in this photo. What you can't see are the scores of surfers off to the right!
Some things were meant to be kept private. The placenta is one of them. I'm sure there are tons of positive uses for afterbirth I'm just not sure I want to know what they are.
They are now featuring this new slide. You stand inside a tube and then after a countdown the floor falls out from under you and you rocket straight down, then up that loop. The nice thing is that its a water slide so when you wet your pants, no one knows.
Here we are after breakfast one morning. At these big meetings you have to wear your state (or, um, Commonwealth) stuff so all the people from Texas and Oklahoma are reminded there are other states as well.
Over almost every door in Bali, you'll find one of these scary demons popping out (see his face and hands?). The goal is for him to scare away any real demons that might try to enter. As Uncle Todd says though, if the demons are dumb enough to fall for that you probably shouldn't be afraid of them anyway.
And this beauty was at our hotel. Its name is GAUDY or something like that and it was either erected to block the view of the beach and ocean or for Chinese people to get married inside it depending on whom you ask. I can only imagine what the heat is like in that thing around midday!
Our resident teacher, lunchroom lady, aide, vice-principal, and one of the parents with our entire third grade.
After a rousing speech by the teacher and a rather boring monologue from the principal, there was a reading by the Kindergartners ... but no photos were allowed. The event was capped with special IKEA-style cupcakes (decorate-it-yourself refreshments).
Special entertainment was provided by Spongebob Squarepants.
And Bethany had a hard time keeping the chocolate off stuff! But that is how delicious treats are to be enjoyed!



This is what she was calling "the hammer" a.k.a. her serve! Serious power.
Notice how different the women here dress for beach volleyball than what you might see on ESPN2 or some other cut rate sports network.
In the end it went three games. A nail-biter! Believe it or not Angie woke the next morning trying to figure out why her arms hurt so bad...
Seaweed flavor? Why not Auntie Ann's has a seaweed pretzel. Crab flavor? Well, people sell crab by the side of the road here like its silver queen corn.
Shrimp flavored? Of course, everyone here loves prawn crackers with their fried rice.
Some things are just weird, though. Lemon and sesame? That is odd enough that it might need to be tasted. But the employee who dreamed up this one needs to be let go:
Blueberry and hazelnut? What does that even mean? I can't think of anywhere that idea would seem like a good one. Probably the whole division responsible for "Fruit and Nut" chips needs to be made redundant as people here like to say.
Of course the impact is greater if you can actually read the sign, so I'll help. It says something like* "Its forbidden to swim or walk in the beach area, beach is oily." One guy told me it was actually a vegetable oil spill but he was dead wrong. The beach smelled worse than a truck stop. It was oilier smelling than the "men's room" at a truck and tractor pull.
From a distance I thought it was a bunch of beer bottles washed ashore but they were mostly plastic bottles covered in oil. We've been a few places, especially mangrove swamps, that are just full of trash. For some reason lots of people still believe rivers and the sea clean themselves. I guess its because you throw your trash in the sea and the tide takes it away. What they don't see is the tide washing it back on land a few miles up the coast for their neighbors to deal with.
Sort of remind me of this from when I was a kid:
Well, of course, he is eating scoops of ice cream on a hot dog bun. I think its ingenious that people here have discovered a way to take ice cream with them. No need for a bowl and spoon. Its like a bread bowl!! When the ice cream is done, you eat the bun!! Or throw it on the ground as "bird food" or something.