Culture shock. Bali and dirt

In Bali I did not say that cultural, but sanitary-hygienic shock. Did not think that I have brezgliva, but here I want to sit in the House and not stick out. Mountains of garbage on the beaches, sea legs gently hug packages. Balinese people can lie on a Hill made of plastic and fish offal in obnimku with rat, watch tv and share with a giant cockroach podprotuhšuû scrambled eggs. Everywhere the smell of decomposition, flies. Red cockroaches they even before the tourists with each meal: a Che, let eats too.

Local religion requires each House put edible offerings to the spirits. All worth it on heat, cluttered flies, then worms, then decays.

At the fish market husband blanched, twice I kept vomiting, though in vain, that nothing would have changed neither visually nor obonâtel′nom nor sanitary.

And local norms, and tourists, for whom Bali Rai, apparently, too. Well, it only remains to stay this is the first time such a nasty "I" and "not-I" and say to yourself: "it happens." Usually in such situations, I start lihačit′ and hrabrit′sâ, but 2:00 enough for me here, then I convulsed in shower piteously)

If you travel mainly from research interest and love exotic, you'll enjoy if you visual or a person with a delicate sense of smell and want to rest and beautiful pictures, you don't exactly to where I am now.

Today we took the bike tomorrow will drive away from town and the beaches, forests and volcanoes, to them I have a big hope. Visualization with the sense of smell, do not switch)

P.S. as you understand, beautiful images until)