It’s easy to get absorbed in a solitary life revolving around work, an exasperatingly lone distance boyfriend and a crazy dog. But a timely reminder struck me today while I was on my way home: time to go home to see family and friends. My grandma is heading down one path only: aging, and I have to talk to her as much as I can before it’s too late. I gave her a long phone call today and it was really nice. I think she wants me to get married soon, and I conveniently conveyed it to S. Yes, me too grandma. Everyone is getting married and I’m still flying around like a pigeon! Wails. So I’m on a miles redemption waiting list now for flights back on the July 21-22 weekend. Fingers crossed.
Not intending to go beyond miles redemption because I finally cleared two credit card bills and destroyed cards. Snapping cards is immensely gratifying. Credit is a slippery road to destruction. Well.. meh, I may have learned it the hard way but at least along the way, I’ve, at some point, been happy with the spoils of leveraged financing, and now I have swung to the other end of the spectrum: completely disinterested in shopping. Lessons learned the hard way can be retrospectively fulfilling but lasting – you never forget the errors of your way and the pains it took to correct them. Ah wells. To a brighter future ahead! Remember: until you’re dead, every mistake you make is a lesson learned and just another colorful stitch in the tapestry of your life.
And my heart sang, Good Morning Bali!
Surf breaks on Uluwatu beach (we mostly just drank Fanta and gawked)
The super cute van that came to get us for our surf class.
At Uluwatu temple, just before a really ill-fated dance with no music. Io non comprende.
I really, really fell in love with traditional Balinese brick and stone architecture.
Trying local cigars and coffee at a plantation
Potatohead by night
Best I’ve ever tasted! (Except the unripe ones..)