“Don’t you get sick of the instability?”
I’m sitting on the balcony of my hostel in Ubud, Bali, sipping a Bintang and watching the sunset over a rice patty with my newly acquired Dutch friend. She’s a teacher, on summer holidays for a few weeks. This is the one time a year that she leaves the comfort of home and goes to explore the world, and already she’s itching to get back.
“I love the thrill of living each day one at a time.” Continue reading “Bali, so Bintang-y”