Bali Nyuh Gading Villa
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As one of my dear teachers would say "hari aum tat sat to that."
The title to this entry is that ancient Vedic mantra for the Kali Yuga (this troubled era in human existence), meaning in essence, "all that is." I've been advised that whenever I get too caught up in trying to discover the perfect way of honouring something, or practicing something, I should just give it a hearty Hari Aum Tat Sat, and move on.
I can think of no more fitting summation for my time in ...
... and I boast my cherry steam abilities ;) About 1215 am they leave and then the blond with a bit of a mustache calls asking Milou to come hang out. She declines. Nicollette tells them I need a dive buddy and mr twerker should join. He says maybe. I hate being the shy one one one is into. We quickly fall asleep. I am so excited to be diving but jealous they will be on a private boat to cool surf spot tomorrow with the cute guys. I hope the one decides to come surf with ...
... I'd be studying at, since I knew they had a warung from their website. I laced up my walking shoes (not my sandals, because who knew how far away it actually was?) and not five minutes down the road, voila! Villa Serenity and it's very welcome Warung Dolphin.
Conscious of the dreaded potential for "Bali belly," I ordered a hot meal and a juice without ice. Since I've never been to Bali before, the 55,000 IDR price tag associated was ...
... 10pm letting the ribs settle as a bunch of bats swooped around our table for most of the evening- they were probably attracted to my gleaming, sunburnt face... Once the thunderstorm passed, we wandered back to the hotel for one last beer. The place was dead, so the nest was hit at midnight! I have a feeling I'll be lobbing back another rack or two of ribs before I leave ...
... 8217;m having early nights.
The party is chilled out. Euro Babes and South Africans to name a few. I have a Coke and after an hour and a half I slip away. My body needs rest. And so I feed it with sleep. I ride home under the stars. The cool air nips at my arms. I think of the fact that I’ll miss a good party. FOMO is strong but I find victory as I pull into my lane way.
I open the door to our villa and immediately see that ...