This week, I am turning into travel.memoir.writer mode as I like to call it. Otherwise referred to as a week of reflections from my past travels and a look into my bucket list for where I will head next. I will pay tribute to the many amazing places I have so fortunately been able to see and experience; from Tuscany and Rome to Israel and Bali. I am doing this not only to reminisce but to simply remind myself of this insatiable desire I have to see the world and how each of my travels has shaped who I am today and where I will go tomorrow; from the past, in the present, to the possible.
Why not start with the most recent of my travels abroad?
I like to describe Bali as majestic.
It is too intriguing to be simply beautiful and far too spiritual to be "fun."
It is small and quaint but massively dynamic at the same time.
Its beauty lies within the ongoing terraces of rice paddies and stretches far into the beauty of the Balinese people and their unwavering gratitude for life.
I have not been anywhere close to everywhere in the world but I feel confident saying that there is no place quite like Bali. It is curiously magical and upon arriving, I just knew I'd come home changed.
I've pressed green for "go" on my time travel portal, as I attempt to reflect upon the journeys that have transformed me over the last few years... Back to Bali I go.
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