Transportation
To get around, we rented a motorbike. While we fit right in with thousands of Balinese folk, I don't have the same skills (yet). When I turned into the small road up to our new plot, I hit a sandy patch as I was braking and managed to turn over. Ouch! One of our to become new neighbors saw the whole thing and rushed to help. He took the motorbike on down the hill, then insisted that he should give first aid. His name is Komang, a farmer (grows pigs and cloves) and a mechanic. He cleaned the scrapes and put on antiseptic. After a drink of water we proceed to the plot, but neither Susan nor I were very comfortable. We returned home, showered and Ibu Sinta treated the wounds again. We shall survive, but will need more time to get our motorbike skills developed.
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