Tag Archives: Bali

Books!!

At a cute coffee shop in Colorado over the Winter Break, Jana Clark (my former teacher, who mentored me to become a teacher myself, and dear friend) said, “For your Christmas present, besides continuing your subscription to The Sun Magazine … Continue reading

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Illness in Bali

Since I arrived in Bali a year and a half ago, my body has been beset by illness. From Bali Belly where your insides turn to liquid to weird rashes to discovering I have an allergic reaction when bit by … Continue reading

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Biking Near Selat

Rumi and I headed up through Klungkung, just off the southeast coast of Bali, and then up towards Selat before turning east and following a winding road through rice paddies and over a bridge spanning a wide river before parking … Continue reading

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I love you because…

I was lucky enough to have my good friend Nick Wightman send me a link to this website just before Valentine’s Day five years ago: http://www.ilyb.org/ I was overwhelmed by the beauty of the way the messages and the imagery … Continue reading

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For Tanya and Andy   Tonight a crescendo of insistent frogs call from the field behind my house chanting incantations, discordant and ceaseless.   There are not words for when my friends’ motorbike arrives outside my gate and this symphony … Continue reading

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Camping and Snorkeling Trip to Menjangan

To get to Menjangan, you have to drive north to Labuhan Lalang and take a 30min boat ride to the island. I organized with Nono, our amazing guide, to meet him there and do an overnight on the island, which … Continue reading

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In Bali, Ancestors Walk the Earth

Ibu Ayu always greeted me with a smile. No matter how tired, her petite frame sometimes sagged under the weight of life, she would smile and ask how I was, delighting in conversations that mixed my little Indonesian and her … Continue reading

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