Finding contentment…through giving thanks for Thai time

Thai time flew by and before I knew it, I was leaving behind the beautiful greenery of the mountains, riding through the jungle with elephants, leisurely breakfasts at Bamboo Bee’s, and it was time to say goodbye to the Thailand wolf pack I had met in Bangkok and ventured around Thailand with.


There were some things I didn’t mind saying goodbye to such as the chaos of the city of Bangkok and tuk tuk drivers that were determined to take you to their “gem shops” so you would be persuaded into buying something you have absolutely no desire or need for let alone the space to carry it around the world in your backpack.  But there were several things I was going to miss upon my departure for my next adventure which would take place in Cambodia. But part of contentment is realizing that we can’t hold on to something wonderful and in return bypass other moments of happiness and new experiences. Instead, we can recognize our appreciation and gratitude for those moments that did bring joy and growth into our lives. image

In lieu of Thanksgiving, I had planned on feasting and giving thanks with my Thailand wolf pack and write all the things I was thankful for that Thailand brought into my life. But after 2 months of being in countries known for making foreigners worship the porcelain Gods, I finally had it coming and spent my Thanksgiving in bed and giving thanks for the moment where I could go 10 minutes without running from my bed to the toilet. TMI? The first thing I’m grateful for on my list is finally being rested enough and not throwing up all over my keyboard as I write my list of thanks for my journey in Thailand.

imageThe first thing I have to say I’m thankful for are all the Buddhas I prayed to on my first day in Bangkok. I’d had a bit of a rough start to my trip when I arrived in Thailand. My first night I helped a sweet older woman cross the street who spoke very little english. She was darling dressed up in her Sunday best with a floral dress, long pearls, bright lips, and curled black hair. After crossing the street, I told her that I hoped I didn’t scare her as any touch or display of affection is not a norm in the Asian culture. After I realized she had no idea what I was saying I went to part separate ways but she had different plans as she took my arm and led me down the street to this wild spot by the night markets with a truck that had been turned into “Joe’s Bar”. She sat me down, placed a drink menu in front of me as she pointed at it then at me, and walked off and started talking to all the workers who kept calling her “Mama”. Okay, what do to now? It wasn’t as if I had other plans or anywhere to go, but I had no idea what was going on! She came back, ordered a Mai Thai then pointed at me again as I proceeded to order a mojito and she walked off again this time beckoning the passerbys on the street to come in. This continued while I started to get to know the manager of the bar who told me “Joe” was her son and Joe’s Bar had been around for 25 years and a hot spot for the locals. He asked me what I was doing in Bangkok and offered to pick me up the next morning to go to the floating market and JJ’s Market. Stranger danger or trust my gut and accept this as a kind guessture? imageI decided to trust my gut and waited the next morning to see if my new friend would show up to show me around the city. A tuk tuk driver approached me while I was waiting and told me if my friend didn’t show up in half an hour he would take me wherever I wanted to go. Two things you should know about tuk tuk drivers.

1. A tuk tuk is a little carriage that makes very loud obnoxious noises and is more rickety than the broke down beamer your grandparents have stored in their garage. During a night ride in Bangkok, we had 4 people in the back and the driver proceeded to pop a wheelie with us right in the back. Safe? No. But the shrieks of laughter that came from it was enough to take the fear right out of us!

2. Tuk tuk drivers like to try and scam you by taking you to “gem” shops which are really shops owned by their sponsors who pay them if they take you to their shops so that they can bargain with you do buy something you completely do not need.


This was when my time in Bangkok started to go downhill. Not only did my new friend not show up, but I agreed to let the tuk tuk drive me to the ferry where he then tried to scam me into purchasing an overpriced ferry ride package and then wouldn’t take me back leaving me in an unfamiliar area where I had no idea how to get back to my hostel. Upset and overwhelmed, I started walking in the direction I thought the palace was only to be stopped by a man who asked me where I was going and if his tuk tuk could take me. Oh no, I was done with tuk tuk’s so I kept walking. He then stopped me again and told me a young woman should not be walking alone in this part of town and asked me again if his tuk tuk could take me to the palace where I would be back among tourists. I put my best mom face on and told him I would not be going to any “gem” shops and strictly wanted to just go to the palace. He agreed as I looked at him again with the stern look I learned from my mom and said “I’m trusting you. No gem shop, just palace.” He nodded and I hopped in.


The first place he took me to was a Wat that I realized was private once I got out and the priest asked me how I found the place and said it was closed for a private ceremony. I don’t know if it was my nerves or if he could tell I just needed a quiet spot to sit down, but he then asked me “Are you traveling alone?” and beckoned me to come inside when I nodded my head. (I typically don’t tell people I’m traveling alone fyi). He then pointed at the Buddha and told me to take a few minutes to kneel and pray to the Buddha for safety and guidance on my journey which was quite comforting at the time. Maybe everything was going to be okay and Bangkok wasn’t so bad. After teaching me a bit about the basic customs of the Thailand culture such as not shaking hands to introduce myself and some common phrases, I said goodbye and hopped back in the tuk tuk to go to the palace.

image Instead of heading towards the palace, we started driving down a little alley and I began to get angry that I was deceived again. “I thought you said no gem shops!” I said to my driver who then turned around with this pleading look of desperation on his face. “Just look for free. No buy. Just free look, please?” I later found out this was one of the main ways tuk tuk drivers make their money is by taking you to these shops. I could tell by the look on his face that he needed this and agreed as I cautiously stepped out of the tuk tuk and walked into a little tucked away shop. The driver was right, I only did have to “look for free” as it was a men’s suit shop with custom made suits that I had no need for and the owner didn’t persuade me to buy. After making small talk I went back in the tuk tuk who took me to the Palace just as we agreed.image

I walked around admiring the different Wat’s and wondered what my experience in Thailand was going to be like. Traveling alone was far different than I was expecting and it was a little lonely rather than as liberating as I felt it would be. There was no one to enjoy dinner with, laugh about uncomfortable moments with tuk tuk drivers and helping old ladies cross the street, and I was having to take an awful lot of selfies. At that moment, I was stopped in the middle of one of the busiest intersections in Bangkok by two men who asked me if I was staying at Lub D Hostel because they had recognized me from that morning. They were from North Carolina and after mingling in the middle of the street and sharing tuk tuk stories, we decided to meet up later that night to watch the Bangkok Symphony in the park. At that moment, little did we know but our wolf pack was about to form to take on Thailand and I began my moments of thanks for my Thai time.


The next thing I’m grateful for is my crazy and adventurous wolf pack that I traveled with all over Thailand. From the states, England, Australia, France, and a little bit of everything in between, my Thai experience wouldn’t have been the same without you all.

image I thought I was excited when I found out our hostel had an elephant’s booty I could stick my face through if I wanted.

image That wasn’t nearly as exciting as when I got to feed, bath, and ride elephants through the jungle in Chiang Mai. Makelle and I fell in love, despite the fact she kept hitting Steve with branches while she was eating. And I’ve learned that baby elephant kisses are some of the best kisses in the world! Definitely a highlight during my Thailand trip. image

I’m thankful for leisurely morning breakfasts with BB at Bamboo Bee where I introduced the boys to their appreciation for delicious vegetarian food. The secret ingredient, it’s made with l-o-v-e!  We had a feast nearly every morning with her amazing banana pancakes, vegetarian spring rolls, smoothies, and whatever else she felt like cooking up that day. Our first time there we were a little concerned when she was gone for 20 minutes after we ordered, only to find out she had gone to the market to get all her produce fresh, specifically for what each of us had ordered. We love BB!image Mork- Fa Waterfall. We were able to visit this stunning waterfall after a full day of playing and taking care of elephants. Though the water was freezing, it felt amazing to wash off the elephant drool and dirt we had accumulated that day. imageimage

Another highlight was being able to spend a day climbing Crazy Horse, one of the best international climbing spots in Thailand.

imageBoi belayed me throughout the day and after my first run to the top I could hear him yell out, “Good job, Gen! Now admire my beautiful country!” What a beautiful view it was and what an incredible day we all had as we all walked away physically exhausted and only a few minor bruises and scrapes. We won’t mention the stomach bug that one of us caught that day…image

Spontaneous nights like these were my favorite. Whether it was going to listen to a local jazz night, hitting up the night market and trying bugs for the first time, or taking over Loco Elvis during karaoke night and watching a little boy whoop all of us in arm wrestling, these are some of the many memories I am so thankful to be able to treasure from our time in Thailand.

Hiking up to the top of the Wat Palad to catch the sunrise over Chiang Mai and stumbling upon the most beautiful view of Thailand I have ever seen at Doi Sithep. Not to mention having stayed up the entire night before for our karaoke jam session didn’t make it any easier. At least we had BB’s pancakes to look forward to afterwards!image

Thai food! How can one not be thankful for Pad Thai, curry, and chicken cashew. This was from the night we decided to take the cooking into our own hands during Korean BBQ. Though quite the experience, we decided to leave the cooking to the pros.
imageBut not before having a go at it ourselves and taking a Thai Cooking Class at Sammy’s Organic Farm. And no, the cooking didn’t take place in the washroom, I was instructed to not come back without taking a picture in his famous outdoor toilet because of how beautiful it was!

imageLearning about Thai food at the market and preparing curry, pumpkin custard, spring rolls, and an array of Thai dishes is exhausting. Sammy was smart to designate an entire hour for laying out in the hammocks by his rice fields. I know what I’ll be cooking for my friends and family when I get back to the states!imageOvernight trains and buses. We sure had some great times playing Black Jack with the train crew and being woke up by a cute little smile peering through your curtain whispering “Orange juice? No? Coffee? Time to wake up!” You won’t get the best night’s sleep, or enjoy the best meals while on them, but nothing beats going to bed and waking up in a new place  the next day.

imageEspecially when the view is of this outside your window when you wake up. Good morning Chiang Mai!image

It’s not every day you stumble upon a monk village and are invited into a monk’s home where you get to spend time with them and walk away with a bracelet that they wrapped around your wrist for good luck on your voyage. Even if Chob did tell us we needed to walk to Chiang Mai and Siem Reap from Bangkok. An afternoon well spent and I still have managed to not have my bracelet come off, and it has brought quite the good luck if I do say so myself.
imageMaking it past the 762 windy turns during a 3 1/2 hour drive so we could spend a day in Pai. My stomach may not have been too happy with me, but it was beyond worth it to be able to enjoy this beautiful hippy town tucked away in the mountains.
imageI’m very thankful that we all decided to turn our brains on when we decided against renting mopeds and riding up to watch the sunset at Pai Canyon. After watching several tourists walk through town with bandages and wrapped ligaments, we decided we would pass even if being all wrapped up was almost a right of passage for the town of Pai.


Besides, we would have missed out on enjoying the best bottle of wine we’d all had in a long time and this stunning view with the sunset. There are some views where pictures just don’t do it any justice. image

After riding in a cramped van for 3 1/2 hours up 762 turns to Pai and back down again to Chiang Mai the next day only to hop in another overnight bus to sleep in an ice chamber for 10 hours to Bangkok then hop on an hour flight, I am incredibly thankful to have made it to Cambodia. As a common theme, there are no good bye’s, only until next time. Keep spreading that Thai love and lesgo Cambo!


Stumbling upon contentment in 7 weeks on the Island of the Gods

As much as I wanted to hold onto it, to grasp it with every ounce of strength left in me and capture it in the empty jar of peanut butter I’d finally finished off during my travels in Indonesia, I knew I would have to eventually say goodbye. Goodbye to the man who greeted me with a toothless but contagious smile down the path to the rice fields I walked each morning. Farewell to the town with some of the best live music my ears have ever heard and phenomenal food my tastebuds have devoured, watch out Austin! Selamat jalan to the sunrises and sunsets that left me awestruck and captivated by their intense beauty as they light up the most surreal landscape my eyes have fixated on.


I spent my morning walk through the rice fields to yoga thinking about how I wanted to spend my last day in Indonesia. There were so many places and activities I enjoyed, along with friends I had made that helped to make my stay in Indonesia even more impactful and memorable than I had imagined. Bali truly is an “Island of the Gods” and a place where one can find contentment through the simplicity of life itself whether it be from enjoying a cup of tea, the birth of a bond between two new friends, or losing track of time while engulfed in the beauty of nature. I wanted my last day to be perfect as I started thinking of all the things I wanted to do still including learn how to ride a moped, relax with a $6 massage, enjoy my favorite foods, sip a coconut by the water, catch the sunset over the rice fields, and end it with a watermelon mojito while listening to live latin music. Whoa, suddenly the thought of my last day overwhelmed me and my attitude adjusted as quickly as the sunny day in Ubud changed to a torrential downpour welcoming the beginning of wet season. How could I do all of that and still find relaxation and contentment? The best way I could think was to be content in the moment and reflect back on my time in Indonesia.


After a beautiful morning of yoga on a private terrace in the middle of the rice fields, I walked down my favorite street, Hanoman, to the place that allowed me to get away from the tourists and noise and simply be. I ordered my watermelon and mint refresher with guacamole and veggie chips, took off my flip flops and nestled myself in the cushions behind a little tabletop, and pulled out my iPad as I began to write away what was supposed to be just a few of my many highlights from my time in Indonesia and ended up being more of a short novel. What else would you expect from a place that will leave you forever changed?



Scenic Views

Gili Air – The sunsets and sunrises were enough to make me a happy girl. But add the variations in the shades of blue found in the clear water as well as the view of the full moon and its reflection on the ocean and I think I have an idea of what heaven must be like.

Tanah Lot – There are no words to describe just how empowered I felt watching the sunset behind Tanah Lot, yet how small I felt standing next to one of the most remarkable temples in the world.


Rice Fields – Can a walk through the rice fields ever get old? I think not. It doesn’t matter if it’s a sunrise, a sunset, middle of the day, or during a storm, I would love to wake up each day viewing the lovely shades of green contrasting against the blue sky.



Breakfasts on my terrace at Tanah Semujan Bungalow – Homestays are the way to go in Asia. For roughly the same price as a hostel (if you play your cards right), you can stay in a home where you feel safe, comfortable, get to experience the culture full on and typically have breakfast made for you each morning. I haven’t had that since I lived with my parents! Wayon made the most delicious banana pancakes which I was able to look forward to each morning after my run or yoga as I ate out on my terrace, blogged, and enjoyed a beautiful view of the rice fields and Ubud.


Sari Organik – I spent my last meal in Ubud here and was so happy I did. The view is of the village behind the rice fields as the sunsets over it and all the food comes directly from the garden behind the restaurant. It was a little bit of a walk home in the dark, but the faint glow from the moon made it a beautiful last evening stroll through the rice fields.


Elephant Cafe – Beautiful view of Ubud, delicious sage gnocchi, and the kindest staff. I found that to be true nearly everywhere in Bali though.


Kismet – I came here twice because the food was so fresh and the staff was awesome. Plus it helped that it overlooked downtown Ubud and the corner seat was quite refreshing on a hot day when the wind would create a light mist to cool you off.

Soma – Possibly the best place I’ve ever found to just sit back, relax, and get in my writing zone. The food was good, but the atmosphere is what made it feel like home for me. Kick off your shoes, sink back in the cushions, order a coconut or private tea pot and feel yourself instantly melt into relaxation.image

Kafe – A chill little spot to grab some fresh organic food. Off of my favorite road, Hanoman, and full of fascinating people to watch. I ended up eating Meg’s Salad (delicious mix of every veggie you can think of) while sitting next to the infamous Feather Man. Also phenomenal desserts!

Cafe Havana – Had I made it to salsa night, this probably would have fallen under the live music portion. But the food here is so incredible I went here twice as well. Ordered an awesome goat cheese enchilada as well as a beet walnut salad. The best thing was a coconut with rum and coconut water. Oy vay!


Yogi froyo- I couldn’t resist. I know you can get froyo back home, but it tastes even better on a hot humid day after walking all over town. I also discovered my love for green tea and mango mixed together. Wowza.


Miros – This was one of my splurges and is a beautiful restaurant that sits on top of Ubud with candlit tables all tucked away in little gardens. Had a delicious avocado and chicken satay. But it was definitely the view that did it for me.

Umah Pizza – Either I was starvin Marvin, or this was one of the best pizzas I have had. Either way, where else can you order a chicken curry pizza? I ordered my favorite, a mozzarella and rosemary with extra, EXTRA basil but luckily Karsten was feeling adventurous and went the curry route. Good call Karsten!


Random place on West Side of Gili Island – I can’t remember the name of you, but my how you made our last couple of evenings on the Gili’s wonderful. Next to Lucky’s, we found a little place with red seat cushions on little tables out on the beach. Karsten ordered his favorite drink, a ginger hot cocoa, of which both I and the waiter thought was quite bizarre. Yet, when we came back for our final sunset dinner the waiter came rushing over to us eager to let us know that they were adding Karsten’s drink to their new menu the following week. Karsten’s evening was made, and he left a little piece of him there on that island.


Internet cafe – Technically this wasn’t a real cafe, but it was one of the few spots I was able to get wifi to even remotely work on my iPad to send out a weekly email to my friends and family letting them know I was alive. One night after numerous attempts to get Viber to work, I was even able to make a call to my family and hear their voices for the first time in weeks. The gentleman who ran the cafe (and was the brother to the priest of the temple) let me to stay late to talk to them and kindly offered me a ride home so I didn’t have to walk down the hill in the dark. I looked forward to my visits and loved being able to see his little girls who would jump up and hug me when I came to visit and would blow me kisses and make silly faces at me when I would leave. It’s acts of kindness like this that truly make this culture unique and one of the most loving I’ve seen.



“A Circle Is Round” – To share with the yoga group during one of our Sutra Circle, I taught one of my favorite Girl Scout songs “Make New Friends” to emphasize my appreciation and admiration of all the new friends I had made during our yoga retreat. Little did I know, this would become our anthem and our group would sporadically break out in song as everyone would chime in. This brought even more love for this beautiful tune.



Our own private druming circle – Three things you should know about  this group of yogis. We love    singing around campfires, march to our own beat of the drum, and can dance up a storm!


Laughing Buddha – Live music throughout the week, though I’m biased towards my Hudi and his latin band.

L.O.L – I ended up going here after the last night celebration for my yoga retreat with another one of the girls who wasn’t ready to say goodbye to Ubud either. I don’t know the name of the band, but they played music from my parents generation and she and I were the only ones up and dancing. They had the best energy and knew just how to reach out to our little dancing queen hearts.


Yoga Barn and Ubud Yoga House – Yogi lovers will find themselves in heaven in Ubud. With several yoga studios (and an abundance of yoga attire shops), these were just a couple that I tried out that I absolutely loved. Both have open studios while the Yoga Barn is more of a social experience with a cafe and several events taking place each week and the Ubud Yoga House is a little more personal as it is tucked back in the rice fields and I only had two other students in my class. Both were two of the highlights of my stay at Ubud.


Climbing Mt. Batur (blog post to come for this requires far more than a brief description.) To climb the most active volcano in Indonesia was a rush and one of the most invigorating sights as I caught the sunrise at the top of Mt. Agung.image

Legong Trance & Paradise Dance – You can’t come to Bali and not watch one of the infamous Balinese dances. Though I was a little terrified of the bad spirits as they danced, it was quite entertaining watching the little kids dressed up as lions as they ran out and interacted with the audience.


Teba Sari coffee, cocoa, and spices plantation tour – I thought this would just be a filler until we could make the sunset at Tanah Lot, but it actually ended up being one of my favorite things Karsten and I did. Our guide, Wayon, was hilarious and made me want to go through and learn all about “Cap-poop-ccinos” all over again. (For reference, these are the coffee beans from monkeys that eat the plant and poop the bean out. Karsten loved it while I enjoyed the teas and borderline inappropriate but hilarious remarks about teas and coffee from our guide. He even gave us permission to call him “Buduh” meaning “crazy” in Indonesia. We are currently working on his contortion skills so I can carry him with me as a travel partner/comedian when I need a good laugh.

imageBargaining at the market – I am a terrible, no, a horrendous bargainer. Sure I may start out strong in my deal, but at the end I always ask the person “Is that okay?” as if to feel bad that I’m asking them for a lower price. After asking around, I found it can actually be considered rude to not bargain, and that to them, they enjoy going back and forth as long as you are respectful in your offers and take into consideration that this is how they support their families.

Stand up paddleboarding to Lombok – If you remember my previous posts on my SUP experiences, you know this is one of my favorite water activities I’ve tried and I’m counting down the days until I can own a board. But being able to paddle from the Gili Islands to Lombok and then back again to catch a sunset and a full moon rise was definitely something that I’ll have a hard time topping during my future paddling endeavors!


Snorkeling with sea turtles – I have a little bit of a fear o being submerged in water, but that was not going to stop me from engaging in some of the most beautiful snorkeling in the world. Had I allowed my fears to get in the way, I would have never been able to swim just inches about from some of the most peaceful, astonishing animals in the world.

Most memorable moments

Morning meditations at Prana Dewi and our silent breakfasts that allowed me to truly take in the beauty of the mountains and let my thoughts resonate within me.

Praying and being blessed by the priest at Pura Luhu Batukau on our last day of our yoga retreat training at Prana Dewi.


Early morning runs with the Balinese Rocky – Being a morning person, I value my morning runs and walks to have time to myself before the day can get hectic. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy a good running partner! Every morning I would see the same man running up and down the incredibly steep hill outside the village. Though we didn’t actually say hello until my last day there, it was comforting to have him running alongside me when it was pitch black outside. I called him “Balinese Rocky” because he wore a hoodie every morning as it could get quite chilly up in the mountains.

Olivia time – I have never met a more wise and life loving 6 – year – old than this effervescent lady. She always managed to be my saving grace with a ginormous smile, giggle, and energy to put me back right where I needed to be. Wish I could have taken a little piece of her back with me, and I can’t wait to see the amazing woman she grows up to be.


Guardian angels – This was something we did as a group during my teacher retreat and I think it made the experience even better to know that someone was watching over you, and in return you were looking out for someone else. We each drew names and throughout the course would leave notes and thoughtful gestures to let our person know we were looking out for them. I was spoiled as Natalie left me the most thoughtful notes and gifts including a jade rock she had been given by a friend before she began her travels and an assortment of gifts for my new home including wooden straws, incense, and…Bali Buda peanut butter! Where would I have been without her.
All my Wayons – In Bali, there are a few names you will hear quite often. Wayon, Agong, and Brah. Every Wayon I met though always held a special place in my heart. From my first Wayon that I met at Prana Dewi who was so excited to take me on his moped to his rice fields, Wayon our coffee plantation tour guide, to my homestay father Wayon, I just might have to name my first son Wayon. Which is slightly appropriate since Wayon does mean first born in Indonesian!


Self-guided yoga class – Our last day as a group in Ubud, we took part in one last practice together where instead of being led through a 3 hour class, we got to do our own self led class. This was one of my favorite practices because it allowed me to tune into what my body really needed and express myself through what felt right at the moment.

Teaching in Ubud – While in Ubud, I got the opportunity to teach yoga to children with learning disabilities at Sjaki-Tari-Us. One of my favorite groups to volunteer with has been the Special Olympics, and I felt rejuvenated being back in my element doing what I love and sharing it with others. This was truly one of the most special experiences as I was able to watch the kids get in touch with their bodies and find enjoyment through the exploration.

imageSinging with Hudi and his latin band at Laughing Buda – While yogi’s may enjoy their zen and mindful movements of the body, we also thoroughly enjoy getting our groove on! One night we went dancing at Laughing Buda and when I went to make a request for Van Morrison’s “Brown Eyed Girl”, Hudi said he would only play it if I would sing with him. After much persuasion, he asked me to sing something from his favorite, Michael Buble, and it couldn’t have been more appropriate at the time and a more meaningful moment.


Dancing with the yogi loves of my life in Ubud at Cafe Havana, Laughing Buda, and L.O.L. – Like I said, yogis LOVE to shake their groove thing. And these were just a few of the places we enjoyed doing so!

First Bintang while riding on top of a two hour, reckless ferry that had no seats and hardly any protection from sliding off the top and into the rip roaring waves while experiencing the best dance party I’ve seen in Bali. I ended up being salty, sweaty, covered in beer from someone throwing it in the wind, and my hair looked like I had just stuck my finger in an electric outlet with my entire body sunburnt to go with it. It…was awesome.


Experiencing the Balinese culture. This culture has such a love for life itself, it’s inspiring. They are kind to every soul they meet and along with their high pitched “Hello!”s that they call out to you when they imitate your greeting, they have the most delightful smiles I have ever seen. There is no hurry to get from one place to the next and I’ve never been rushed to finish my meal or even leave a restaurant. They have a tremendous respect for nature and animals. And one of the most beautiful aspects of this culture is the amount of respect and love they have for themselves and those around them.


Though it pains me to say farewell to a country that taught me so much about love, patience, community, peace, and contentment. I know that along with contentment comes the ability to let go of the things that have brought us happiness and joy so that we can welcome new memories and moments that will allow us to smile, challenge us to grow, and bring depth into our souls. Sampai waktu berikutnya…suksma Bali.