Peliatan
Legong
Any
day is a lucky day to arrive in Bali. Every visitor knows that,
and the Balinese are quick to remind you:
"Lucky
you arrived today - big temple festival this afternoon."
"Lucky
you arrived today - full moon tonight."
One
of the charms of Bali is that you can never put toe in the place
without running head-on into a spate of festivals and ceremonies.
Not
surprisingly, I was greeted in similar fashion: "Lucky you
came today, Peliatan Legong Dance tonight - Elephant Day Festival
commences tomorrow."
Whatever
the Elephant Day Festival was, tomorrow could take care of itself.
But the Peliatan Legong was something else. It was the reason for
my coming to Bali.
I
had seen this group in Sydney and, when the show was over, 1 had
staggered out of the theatre, my senses numbed from the positive
bombardment of sound and spectacle I'd just been exposed to, vowing
one day to visit the tiny island that produced such magic.
Now,
to touchdown and hear that the Peliatan Legong would perform that
same evening I Jet lag? Forget it! Where was Peliatan and how did
one get finere?
Peliatan
was a couple of kilometers down the road, and one got there on the
back of a motorbike. Perched or, an antique machine, presumably
welded together purely by rust, bouncing over stones and across
potholes, with only the fireflies for illumination, 1 arrived at
Peliatan just as the Legong was about to
commence.
O.K.
So you've lived a sheltered life, never seen a Ugong dance and wonder
what I'arn ranting on about?
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