Travel is life for me, it’s always a priority, I can give up on everything but I can’t stand still, explore, get my hands dirty of world, it’s just my nature.
This trip wasn’t planned, but my dear friend Tania moved there for a couple of months, so why not to go there?
Bali is a unique island, in that moment of my life the only thing I needed was time for myself, to breath and empty my mind and feel connected with nature again, I just wanted to walk barefoot, swim in clear water, feel the power of the ocean on my skin again, eat tons of fresh tropical fruits, cross my path with new stories, new eyes, feel something new, get inspired.
I feel so attached to Asia, there is something, the smell, the people, the warmth, I can’t get enough of it, when I’m on my way back I’m already planning my next Asian destination, because I never get back competed satiated, I want more, always.
This is my Bali, but I want to end up this blog with my favorite quote from Marco Polo
I have not told half of what I saw ..
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