What travelling does to mind is better than a bowl of fresh fruits to the body.This morning I returned to Singapore from Bali, Indonesia. It was a short trip for such a lovely place. Sometimes I think I don't understand/do a proper holiday. First an exotic place is not a weekend get away, second a holiday with so much on the agenda doesn’t qualify as one. As always the constraints of time or money or both becomes the deciding factor.
A silent contemplation by the sunset is better than any psychiatrist.I envy all those foreigners I met on this trip. For them, a holiday in an island means walking in sandals, eating local food, relaxing and totally soaking up to the energy, the place had to offer. For visiting a country is more than putting a red pin over the map and pat on shoulders. But I rather have at least two days of it than postponing until the day I am ready to travel upwards.
A monument is like a vailed bride, holding her beauty only for the explorer.While coming back, I promised myself that I would work harder and also treat myself with longer holidays with all that I earn.
Every place's culture and people have something to offer to us, our job is to let them.With that note let me introduce to you the land of thousand temples, The Bali. I would try my best to give you a glimpse of it, in this travelogue. Welcome on board!
p.s: The quotes by the pictures are from your's lovingly ;)