As I sit here an elderly Balinese woman is hunched over sweeping the pathway with a cluster of thin sticks. What captivates me most about this island is the people, their unwavering work ethic and their huge hearts and smiles. You will not find a place more welcoming.
It can also be confronting but for the most part giant friendly smiles welcome you to Bali. The Balinese people and genuinely thrilled to host you on the island they have so suitably named ‘the island of the gods’. They are most proud of their countless temples built to show respect to their Hindu gods. These sacred areas are on every street, in every village and are showcased with the utmost love and devotion.
Something about the manic-ness of this place flows. Even with its awkward footpaths, powerful smells, stray dogs, scooter traffic jams, and relentless cries of ‘taxi’. It is as though there is a method to the madness, a common understanding and a peaceful agreement to live together as harmoniously as possible.
Here in Bali life does flow. Whether its the influence of the gods, the people of the islands energy its impossible to ignore. There seems to be a magnetic pull, an undercurrent of attraction to this place of stark contrasts. A place so foreign yet alluring to the common traveler.
It has been three years since I first visited and wrote of Bali. Every time I visit this magical island my love for it grows. My perspective also deepens and with it a stronger desire to return once more. Next year will be my forth consecutive visit, unable to resist the pull of this beautiful and sacred place with its welcoming people.
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