Planting rice is never fun

Got time for another post after Yang’s just finished his. The sighting of terrace padi fields is one the highlights during our stay in Bali. It was something which I learnt about in secondary two Geography lessons but never get to see it in real life.

Walking along the padi fields and watching how the irrigation of the fields was done was an enriching experience – ok lah, call me ‘suah ku’ (mountain tortoise)…how the water cascaded down from one level to the next…very soothing and therapeutic. One can also see the footprints of farmers left in the mud of the padi fields…evidence of their hard work in the sun and rain. ‘Planting rice is never fun, work from morn to set of sun. Cannot stand and cannot sit, cannot rest for a little bit.’ – a childhood song which I used to sing during music lessons in primary school. :)

OK; now we’re definitely off! :)