This is how I am feeling sometimes, dealing with the internet these days:
I am not a fan of monkeys. They are smart. They are naughty. They are quick to unzip bags, and they can bite. But I enjoy watching them from a safe distance.
Oops, quite close up. They are used to humans because many feed them. I don’t, I just take a free ride at the expense of others who end up screaming when a cheeky one jumps right on top of their heads.
What I sort of like is the whole creepy atmosphere of the temple of the dead, where these monkeys reside. The monster statues and the monkeys together. The giant trees and the vibrating greens and the lurking shadows. It is positively hair-raising. The downside is that the camera goes crazy with the shadows and I have a hard time taking good photos.
Here are some favourites anyway from Ubud’s Monkey Forest, and the two other monkey temples nearby, Alas Kedaton and Bukit Sari (which were completely deserted by the way).
Of course, the babies are the crowd favourites at Monkey Forest. Here, two females were fighting and tugging for the “possession” of a frightened and screaming baby.
I don’t think I would enjoy this job, though it is quite relaxed. (He feeds the monkeys and helps visitors take pictures holding them.)
Not sure why I keep visiting, I guess in a sense I still enjoy the shiver down my spine. But the vision of death is rather chilling and it is difficult to push it to the back of my mind.