When they’re not spiriting away Uluwatu Temple visitors’ sunglasses, shoes and water bottles, the wild monkeys in Bali’s southwestern-most corner are preoccupied with personal-grooming rituals.
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Tricia A. Mitchell is a freelance writer and photographer. Born in Europe but raised in the United States, she has lived in Valletta, Malta; Heidelberg, Germany; and Split, Croatia. An avid globetrotter who has visited more than 65 countries, she has a penchant for off-season travel. Tricia has learned that travel’s greatest gift is not sightseeing, rather it is the interactions with people. Some of her most memorable experiences have been sharing a bottle of champagne with distant French cousins in Lorraine, learning how to milk goats in a sleepy Bulgarian village, and ringing in the Vietnamese New Year with a Hanoi family. She welcomes any opportunity to practice French and German, and she loves delving into a place’s history and artisanal food scene. A former education administrator and training specialist, Tricia has a bachelor’s degree in elementary education and a master’s degree in international relations. She and her husband, Shawn, married in the ruins of a snowy German castle. They’ve been known to escape winter by basing themselves in coastal Croatia or Southeast Asia. Her writing has appeared in Fodor’s Travel, Frommer’s, and International Living. View more posts
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Oh my!! Amazing you were able to capture this. I guess being at the right place at the right time. :)
Shawn and I couldn’t stop giggling as this unfolded; he has some funny video footage that he’ll be sure to share in the coming days. One of the other adult monkeys nearby also got protective of her baby, which was playing with a foreign tourist. She ended up biting the woman’s arm, latching on to the skin. Bottom line is that the monkeys were quite cute, but you must hang tightly to your sunglasses and flip flops, or these little guys would run off with them!
Well, if you’ve got it, may as well use it :-)
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That was totally hilarious!
He he. Another smile from reading your blog this morning.
My husband always refers to the monkey forest in Ubud as Monkey Attack Forest.
That’s a classic name. :) I’m sure that will bring a smile to my husband’s face too.