Bali is the type of place that gets you thinking.
It’s strikingly different culture and language from mine contrasted with it’s near perfect weather and surf got me….well, thinking. Let me be honest…thinking wasn’t quite the mind set I had when I walked off the plane… initially first thing that happened was “Holly Sh**t that’s what cankles look like on me” when I happened to look at my feet after 24 hours of travel. Then I ate really good food, and that just made me happy and relaxed. After quickly realizing I could not pronounce any of the words any where and that internet connection was not reliable so not even Google translator could help me…I THEN realized how foreign of an environment I was in. Some unsteady acceptance followed suit….AND then I got to the thinking phase. Justifiable natural progression of events, no?
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