How I Long To Be There Again

It has been 9 years since I last stepped on the sands of Bali. So when my cousins said they would treat me to a weekend vacation, I just couldn't ressist.

I remembered smelling the salty air just as I walked out of the airport. The familiar sea breeze caressing my hair. This is paradise, I said to myself. We dropped our bags at the hotel, clean-up ourselves and quickly hit the streets. It was almost midnight, and the party is just gettin' started..

I couldn't stop thinking to myself how even more beautiful Bali now look. It was beautiful 10 years ago, and it is even better now. I didn't look so good a decade ago, and believe me, it's not gettin' any better now.. It's the simple things actually. How the wind dillutes you from your thoughts, how the sounds of the waves takes you high up to the heaven, just the ambieance of the island and surely the cute "just out of high school" wanna-be surfers who seems to be everywhere! Sheesh, where were they when I was 17? Dang it!

I was having lunch with my cousin at Warung Made, when a bunch of 20 year old couldn't find any table and decided to join us. And I am talking about 5 oh-so-fresh body like the gods skandinavian with no shirts on boys. You'd guessed right on the money if you thought we couldn't sit still for a second after that.

Okay, we know we didn't stand a chance. Why would these awesomely toned 20 year olds want to check out a pair of grannies, right? But we can dream, can't we? We are after all on the island of Bali, surely anything goes...

Later that evening, my cousins performed at the Kuta Karnival. It was the most beautiful setting. They had set-up the stage right there on the beach with the tables and candles. Feeling sorry for yourself cause it was a romantic setting and you're alone? No problemo.., could buy a half gallon booze for as low as US$ 2.. Guaranteed the worst hang-over ever..

Fine, I'm talking rubbish..

The point is.. I wish we had stayed longer. I wish I could have that kind of peace in my heart here, like I had in Bali.

I wish I had the courage to struck the first conversation with that German guy who'd been eyeing me at Un's.... :)


Bali, I love you