Bali
Gotta admit I have been a tad neglectful. Actually, with good reason. Isn’t it great when you have excuses! Seriously though, after arriving here on the 2nd Februari from Yogyakarta things have been hectic. It was on the same day that my brother arrived from Australia and it is second time to Bali; the first being a total disaster and so I took the mantel to improve his.
The 3rd was the first anniversary of my mother’s death in Bali and
After decades of travelling around the archipelago of Indonesia I have come across many odd things, both culturally and linguistically. Being well versed in Bahasa Indonesia, I was delightfully surprised to hear, when I was in Yogyakarta, a term unfamiliar to me. The term being ‘Polisi Tidur’
I have probably heard it before a thousand times but not payed much notice to it. Literally translated it means ‘sleeping policeman’. What it actually applies to is the speed bumps in the road!
A lot of regular readers of WhyGoBali and the Forum will remember a year ago this month my mother died in Bali. It was on this island that she wished to be cremated and her ashes scattered into the ocean. Her wish was granted and the celebration was a muted affair with close relatives and Balinese friends attending the ceremony.
A year on, we went down to the beach of Matahari Terbit south of Padang Galak where my mother’s ashes
Bali is an incredible vacation destination and there are a lot of reasons to visit the place. Many choose it as a romantic honeymoon destination, while others prefer to explore nature or the culture.
Part of the traveling experience is finding interesting places to eat, drink or spend the night dancing. What you can consider weird, might just be interesting for another traveler but one thing is sure, Bali is home to one of the weirdest bars around the world
Returning home was no big deal for me. However, I was looking forward to seeing any changes that had occurred in the city renowned as the cultural heart of Indonesia. To my joy there was very little. What did surprise me though was the incredible art scene that has blossomed since I was last here in 2008 but, more of that later.
Catching up with family and friends was a crazy affair with constant visits and dinner out every night enjoying
The time has arrived, my backpack is full, I have my tickets and, I am outa here! After spending the winter in Australia enjoying my usual hiking and camping activities, catching up with friends and rellies, I am heading back home to Indonesia tomorrow morning.
Candika was over here in Perth and enjoyed a post-Xmas spending spree and so it will be good to have some company on the flight. First stop will be an overnighter in Bali and then
