Here's some titties! © Evan Hwong Photographs

To think we were THIS adorably naughty looking when we were young. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Hey, I just met you. And this is crazy... So here's my number, your balls are hairy. © Evan Hwong Photographs

It wasn't until we were done walking around when the reality sunk in... Each guide was not assigned a name tag, but a number tag. Each number was supposedly for a stall number. My guide's stall was number 42. © Evan Hwong Photographs

And this is the guide's sister who manages it. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Upon entering her store to see what it's like, the haggling starts. I was shoved stuffs into my face from almost every rack, even some clothes she recommends for my girlfriend, or husband or whatever she thinks I am. Angrily feeling conned into this, I stormed out after taking this pic of her asking my guide why I'm being such a pain in the ass. Go figure. © Evan Hwong Photographs

My guide being the apologetic lot, brought me out and we left for the next site. Sexy Balinese massage anyone? © Evan Hwong Photographs

The highlight of the trip: Pura Tanah Lot, the famous Sunset Temple. One does not go to Bali without visiting Tanah Lot. © Evan Hwong Photographs

There was a nice Elven feel to see the locals coming back from a ceremonial possession. Crouching down I feel like Frodo seeing the wood elves for the first time after setting out from The Shire. © Evan Hwong Photographs

I was literally humming the Rivendale theme from Lord of the Rings as they passed by... hehe © Evan Hwong Photographs

By now you can just know all too well that you'd find anything and everything for souvenirs can be found at all these famous landmarks around Bali. Even penises of many shapes and sizes. © Evan Hwong Photographs

You'll see kids plying the route selling stuffs as well... Can't help but wonder about child labor. © Evan Hwong Photographs

They're not exactly the temple's official photographers. Another 'service' you'd get is to have your photos taken by one of these men and get them framed as a souvenir especially if you didn't bring your own camera or not sure how to do your own selfie. © Evan Hwong Photographs

At least some semblance of sacredness can still be found amongst the throng of tourists and peddlers. Come here during nightfall you can watch the Kecak dance. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Temple minders whiling the time away reading the papers. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Just a few feet away, you can see the Tanah Lot's Holy Snake (apparently they treat the sea snake with black and white stripes as holy) at a 10,000rp fee to see and touch it. Apparently, these were black and white poisonous sea snakes and are believed to guard the temple from evil spirits and intruders. © Evan Hwong Photographs

The silhouette of the famous landmark that adorns almost every brochures and travel guides of Bali. Located in Tabanan, about 20 kilometres (12 mi) from Denpasar, the temple sits on a large offshore rock which has been shaped continuously over the years by the ocean tide. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Tanah Lot is claimed to be the work of the 15th-century priest Nirartha. During his travels along the south coast he saw the rock-island's beautiful setting and rested there. Some fishermen saw him, and bought him gifts. Nirartha then spent the night on the little island. Later he spoke to the fishermen and told them to build a shrine on the rock for he felt it to be a holy place to worship the Balinese sea gods. © Evan Hwong Photographs

The Tanah Lot temple was built and has been a part of Balinese mythology for centuries. The temple is one of seven sea temples around the Balinese coast. Each of the sea temples were established within eyesight of the next to form a chain along the south-western coast. © Evan Hwong Photographs

We were then taken up another path towards Pura Batu Balong to have another picturesque view of Tanah Lot. More kids selling stuffs on the way. © Evan Hwong Photographs

We didn't manage to catch the sunset coz of a slight drizzle, but the place itself from afar was magical on its own. Until I read this on Wiki: In 1980, the temple's rock face was starting to crumble and the area around and inside the temple started to become dangerous. The Japanese government then provided a loan to the Indonesian government to conserve the historic temple. As a result, over one third of Tanah Lot's "rock" is actually cleverly disguised artificial rock. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Rain over the horizon with the Pura Batu Balong on the other side. Waves were high enough for a couple of surfers we saw below but to me it's just another observation deck to see the main temple as a whole. If you are scouting for the best place to shoot sunset from at this place, come early and find your spot. Sunset happens around 6.45pm local time. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Old granny selling local cakes on our way out. © Evan Hwong Photographs

I was famished by the end of the tour and instead of dropping me off at my villa, I told the driver to bring me here instead. YUPS! Back to Naughty Nuri's Warung!! I could've sworn the guy is Singaporean if not Malaysian from their accent. Didn't bother. © Evan Hwong Photographs

This Indonesian woman was sucking on her Coke straw and stared intently at me. *shudders* © Evan Hwong Photographs

The interior of Naughty Nuri's is adorned with anything and everything that's piggy enough to want you to pig out on their piggy menu. © Evan Hwong Photographs

Oh ribs!! GLORIOUS GLORIOUS RIBS!!! But I had them the last time, so ordered a black angus beef steak that was almost 300gm, a diet coke, potato wedges, and chocolate brownies dessert the size of my foot and an iced cafe latte. Damage: 331,100rp... or about US$30! I still can't comprehend how much it'll cost anywhere else. In Singapore I'm certain at the size of my portion I'd get to pay up to nearly $100 if not more. Walked back to my villa with a happy tummy. © Evan Hwong Photographs