Indonesia (I)

I feel guilty titling this post “Indonesia” when I spent all 14 days in the country in one small tourist town.  That town was Ubud, Bali, perennial home of a new international bobo elite, and where Balinese culture is kept alive and reinvented on a daily basis by creative and dedicated locals.  I’ve been in Malaysia for a few hours, and I already miss the gardens, the paddies, the sweet manners of the people, the canang sari, the delightful bamboo flute music playing everywhere, and the sense that life was always this nice and this easy, you just weren’t paying close enough attention before.  I love knowing that Ubud exists, and, wherever I am now, I’ll know that the pretty and enlightened are there slowly evolving a better species of man so that we don’t have to.

Posts from this leg:

Backpacking for Grownups

KAFE Culture

Boutique Shops and Marshmallow Clouds

Monkey Tales

A Beach Town eithout a Beach

Canang Sari

An Asia Foodie: Ubud Edition


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