Bali – Island of the Gods
As a child, I loved the year end school holidays because I got to visit my cousins in other parts of Malaysia. Though I am not sure if my parents enjoyed it as much as I did because on the last day of every trip, I would always refuse to go home. Mom had to literally drag me into the car as I screamed and cried trying to prolong the trip in whatever way I can.
Maybe it’s the only child within me yearning for playmates. Maybe it’s just the novelty of being in new surroundings. But even to this day, I can recall those moments and strong emotions that I felt as I resisted every attempt to get me into the return car journey (the good ol’ rattan cane works every time though).
I haven’t felt these emotions for a long until my trip to Bali last weekend (23 – 27 May 2013).
Of course, no one had to drag me into the return flight this time around. But I left with a heavy heart. While I am not a big fan of Kuta or it’s crawling traffic, I have found the rest of Bali most charming. The friendly people, the delicious food, the paddy fields, the culture and spirituality, etc.
This is a place I would want to return again some day in the future.
More photos and detailed posts of the trip to follow.