lets (not) go and fly a kite

Posted on by thedislocatedhippies

You’re all worldly men and women.  We can be honest with you.  Let’s look then unblinkingly at the good, the bad and the unusual.

It’s a mighty strange place Ubud, chockers with tourists but also pulsing away with its own life.  Here, within a few steps of each other on Jalan Hanuman, is a boy showing us how not to fly a kite, whilst right next door to him was a school full of miniature martial artists.

It was all so so very exciting that I needed a good karma massage straight away.

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After which what could be more refreshing than a hot towel shove ?

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Followed by a little art depreciation….errrr…..appreciation.

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Kristen and Billy sprang from the loins of 4 heroic ancestors. They roamed the Earth separately for an Age, playing the zither, predicting earthquakes, calling bingo games, eating sponge cakes, and watching old movies on tv. They were schooled by the Dominicans and the Christian Bros, what taught them their letters and scribbling skills. So, rudely equipped, and with a missal full of hymns in their hearts they stepped forth into the world. Kristen and Billy tried to keep the hippy flame alive as they strove and stumbled through work, like Kane from Kung-Fu crossed with Pollyanna, finding both good and evil in the hearts of men, ( but mainly good). They filled out time sheets and instead of villains punched the clock over and over again. Finally, the dark clouds parted, the sun shone through, they met each other, stopped punching and started living. Now they are two wide eyed, clickety hipped, post career dislocated hippies looking to get lost in a big wide world.