M. and I visited the Monkey Forest when we visited Ubud11 years ago without incident. But after being ambushed by a band of monkeys in India a few years ago (they bared their teeth at us, and stole my food and souvenirs) I was a little more wary of monkeys, and a little anxious. What? Me? Anxious? Never.
These monkeys were pretty cheeky, but also really wonderful to see. There were lots of mamas and babies cuddling, and lots of grooming of nether regions to observe. Big J loved the experience, and he was quite brave about the whole thing too. And I think Little J was pretty captivated by the scampering and various territorial scraps we witnessed.
We were there just before sunset, when the light was fading, and the moss covered statues and ancient trees were most dramatic.
A special shout out to M., who keeps all of us safe (and sane) during such adventures...
The entrance to the Monkey Forest |
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