March 21, 2017 – Bali, Indonesia
We didn’t have an excursion planned for today so after breakfast, we wandered to the shops located near the dock. We bought some magnets, and I got a pretty red blouse. It was really, really hot and humid even at 9 a.m. We came back to the cabin and decided if we really wanted to go back to the batik factory. Patsy was sorry that she wasn’t wearing anything yesterday which she could have batiked. So after cooling off a bit, we talked to the local tourist person who was on board for the day. He gave us a map which showed where the batik place was and where we could get some of the local coffee for which Bali is famous. It is called luwak and is processed in a very distinct way. Producers of the coffee beans argue that the process may improve coffee through two mechanisms, selection and digestion. Selection occurs when the civets choose to eat cherries. Digestive mechanisms may improve the flavor profile of the coffee beans that have been eaten. The civet eats the cherries for the fleshy pulp, then in the digestive tract, fermentation occurs. The civet's protease enzymes seep into the beans, making shorter peptides and more free amino acids. Passing through a civet's intestines the cherries are then defecated with other fecal matter and collected. Although kopi luwak is a form of processing rather than a variety of coffee, it has been called one of the most expensive coffees in the world with retail prices reaching $700 per kilogram, close to the US$1,100 price of Black Ivory coffee. There is a counterfeit luwak available for about a tenth of the price of the real thing. The local tourist man directed us to a shop where we could get the real thing.
We thought we were going back to the same batik factory, but we ended up at a different one. I bought a Christmas present for Guyla and a silk blouse for myself. Patsy wore a white t-shirt which she had batiked with a dragonfly.
After those visits for which we hired a cab for 3 hours, we came back to the ship and had lunch. Then both of us laid down for a nap. We got up in time for the sail away. Just before we left the dock, the captain came on to tell us that once we cleared the breakwater that the seas would be rough and everyone was advised to use the handrails when walking and especially on the stairs. He thought that we could be coming to calmer waters late tomorrow afternoon.
Lunch was a lettuce salad with shrimp and mussels as well as a small bowl of bouillabaisse. Supper was a grilled lobster tail and grilled shrimp. That was for Joyce. Patsy had a salad and veal rolled with a spinach stuffing, and the sorbet of the day of course.
Patsy went to the guitar concert while I stayed in and edited pictures.