Thank you for the sarong at the Uluwatu gate

I climbed up to the gate at the Uluwatu cliffs on a Saturday at 3pm in shorts, and the guard shook his head. A woman behind me unwrapped her own sarong, handed it over and said she had another in her bag. I tied it on. We walked the cliff path together without speaking. At the exit she took it back and tied it on herself in four seconds, and I never learned her name. A monkey took my sunglasses two minutes later. I still came out ahead.