Ubud, Bali.
Have you ever felt like you have found peace after all? After all the 'how on earth did you get so drunk'-stories and boydrama, you actually feel like you've been boeddha in your previous life. Yup, I've got the Bali feever. But how could I not? I am surrounded by beautiful people, who smile like I am their favorite person in the world. It makes me smile, too. And the green, oh the green. I'm living the jungle book life. And the sky, oh the sky. It was last night that I had seen a falling star for the first time. We all know it was the third word in this piece's title I was secretely wishing for. And the clothing, oh the clothing. Colourblocking doesn't seem to be a trend around here, it is tradition. What more to come? A teethless medicine man called Ketut reading my hand? Cycling through the rice fields, when a car knocks me off the road and the driver turns out to be a Brazilian man hotter than the temperature around here? I know, maybe I've had too much sun today. That, or I've seen eat pray love too many times and I'm starting to actually eat, pray and love like Julia Roberts. Oh well, we all take the movies too seriously. So I eat my just-picked pineapple, I pray for love and I love the people around me. Terima kasih, Bali.
Love,
Noor
