We went with a guide this morning and started by seeing a Balinese play that we didn’t understand even with a translation in English. Then we went to a factory for jewelry, which Marge understood all too well even without a translation. More sightseeing of beauty in the PM. Then on to our guide’s favorite temple for which we had to dress appropriately. When Fred saw how charming he looked in this outfit, (or so he thought,) it was difficult to restrain him from becoming a Hindu on the spot.
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