Days go by

Staying in Bali has already become something normal. Nevertheless there are always moments that remember me what a great place this is to stay at. The singing of birds, the colourful flowers, wind letting the palm-leafs rustle, the roaring of the surf, the easiness of the people, their smile, the smell of food, the sun at the beach and the rainforest in the mountains, and also the bustling life at that artificial tourist destination within the nature of this island. All those things make it the ideal place for life. The question remains how to get here with the objective to stay for long? Probably I will have to take the roundabout way via Vietnam or another place to stay at and work for my goal. I am leaving soon – on 20th of July. New challenges are awaiting me there, but I know I will miss Bali. Days go by and there is not much news to post. It’s those small things that make life here so good. For example that time here passes slower and that one does less forget about things which are really important in life.


A friend or just somebody who likes ‘AQUA’ bottles?

I spend much of my leisure time with Lesna. She is really a friend. Last two weekends we have been to Ubud, the monkey forest and to the Goa Gaja cave. Ubud is a handicraft village in the mountainous area around 45 minutes off the coast. The atmosphere here is very laid-back and it’s all green around. So is the monkey forest nearby. Fortunately its inhabitants are not as aggressive as the trained tourist rip off primates at Uluwatu, which had destroyed my glasses two months ago. Here they are just interested in making new friends or in plastic bottles. Goa Gaja, a few minutes from Ubud by car, is a cave that you enter through the mouth of a giant stone-carved demon. Its origins are unknown and the atmosphere in the rainforest on that cloudy day was somehow strange. We strolled along a small jungle path and washed our faces in springs of which the water is said to bring eternal youth. I am still not healthy and hope that it is true. This weekend I will go to the Dukun, a traditional healer. Maybe the woman can help me. I also met an acquaintance from Vietnam here. Several times I have visited Jens, a professor whom I had met in Hanoi last year, and his family at their villa in Sanur. They are really interesting, nice people. And the result of our meetings was that now we are commonly working out something on label designs for jam glasses for their upmarket brand. I am out very little. Do not really do a lot these days. But although it all got very much of every day life I enjoy the special quality of that place so much. And besides all these little pleasures, almost every day you have to grin on one of those typical “Asian” curiosities. For example this: I overtook this office-chair-scooter on the way from school and was so happy that I got into a small traffic jam so that I could overtake it again and take this snapshot of it. There are much more funny things here and I am thinking about to make a list or snapshot series to post here.


office-chair on the fast track