After lunch we gambled that the rain would stop and headed to the World Heritage Site Tegalalang rice paddies.
The rain did stop and held off while I walked rim to rim to rim. Impossibly steep, intricately engineered waterways, lots and lots of tourists.
It was interesting to see different people navigate the muddy paths. I saw a Chinese girl in white ballet flats and a flowy pleated skirt do the whole walk without a drop of mud on her, and a European in sturdy REI travel clothes who was utterly covered in goop.
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 
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