 Motorcycles are the mode of transport in Ubud.  I rode on the back of one myself today and felt right at home!  Relaxed.  No seatbelts, no airbags, no nothing I consider essential at home.  I think it's fascinating to see how a place can change you so quickly.  The traffic here is crazy, no lanes, no lights, just lines of concrete full of trucks, motorcycles, cars, chickens, the occasional tree jutting into a lane, and dogs.  So many  dogs.
Motorcycles are the mode of transport in Ubud.  I rode on the back of one myself today and felt right at home!  Relaxed.  No seatbelts, no airbags, no nothing I consider essential at home.  I think it's fascinating to see how a place can change you so quickly.  The traffic here is crazy, no lanes, no lights, just lines of concrete full of trucks, motorcycles, cars, chickens, the occasional tree jutting into a lane, and dogs.  So many  dogs.Here is a father at morning school drop off. He brought the dog with him - why not? And at this moment, another dog came along to say hello. When I took this photograph I didn't even notice that had happened. So much happens, and so quickly.
 

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