Last July we were lucky enough to visit Bali. John was working in Asia for a couple of weeks and in-between Singapore and China he had a free weekend. We decided to feed our wanderlust souls and meet at a tropical location in Southeast Asia. Bali seemed a wild, enticing and obvious choice.
Bali was amazingly complex with sandy beaches on the coast and rice paddies in the mountains with an underlying spiritual presence throughout. The people were humble and kind. I actually had my first experience with meditation here, thanks to John. At one point I half jokingly said “we ate, prayed, and loved through Bali” as Julia Roberts once did 😉 We felt free and calm and in love. We missed our kids but enjoyed our time alone in such a deeply foreign place. We spent most of our time on the beach side in Nusa Dua but explored to Ubud for one day to see the monkeys and rice paddies. Our short visit left us enthralled and hopefully coming back someday when we get that itch again to travel to the other side of the world.
A few things to remember: the Rock Bar that faces 1000’s of miles of open ocean, people flying kites, how they spelled taxi, feeling like ballers when we looked at our bank balance in Rupiah, and celebrating our anniversary for about the seventh time that summer.