Soul Searching

I met the king of Ubud, (Ubud is the local Indonesian town I am staying in).
I should correct that to say I kind of met the king of Ubud. I’ll explain more in a few minutes. I found out about performance of Balinese dance that was happening in the town performance center. it was particularly special because it was made up of some of the most famous Balinese dancers and musicians of the 20th century. most of whom were in their eighties. it was quite a show. I burned out about halfway through the performance and had to go but what I saw was great.
What happened with the king was that when I first arrived at the show there were all of these empty seats in the first row, so I sat there extremely happy with my good fortune. about a quarter of the way through the performance a young man comes up to me and asks me if I wouldn’t mind moving my seat back one row. I asked why. he told me because the king of Ubud was there and he usually sat in the front row. of course I immediately began to move seats when the king came up and said “why are you moving?” “for you” I replied. he said “I hope it’s not too much trouble.” I said “no trouble at all.”
So it’s probably more accurate to say I got booted from my seat by the king of Ubud but there you go.