Bert Vierstra
Yesterday, when I was showing someone around in North Bali, I had, of course, to tell something about myself, "How long are you already on Bali", "Why did you come to Bali" and such questions. To some people you talk easy, to some others its a bit more difficult, also depending on the mood of the day, I suppose.This time it went easy. I just brabbled away about my first holiday on Bali, how I, at 43 years of age, first got to know the feeling of homesickness (for Bali, when I came back). How I started of living in a village, and why I moved to the "big city" of Singaraja.While I was talking, I remembered my feelings that I had a few days ago when I visited a 3 months ceremony in Tukadmunga (village near Lovina). I haven't seen village life for quite some time, busy with computers and such. While I was sitting at the ceremony I missed the village life of before, I missed the excitement of a new life... I missed the feelings such as joy (and sadness) when on my first week of "Living in Bali" I visited this mass cremation.I live on Bali, and miss "Bali". :shock:
Lee
You know Bert I was only thinking to myself the other day about what is was that I missed most living in Bali. The thing I miss the most is that feeling of being in a foreign country, where the smells and sights are an assault on the senses. I have lived here for 10 years, and it has all become ordinary for me. The only time I start to get some of the original feelings is when I plan on leaving the country (about once every 2-3 years) and then I see Bali through new eyes again and remember.
Bert Vierstra
Well it helps meeting a bule, sometimes I can look a bit through their eyes, and then I realize how lucky I am...
jill
It's a nice feeling , full of new adventures , smells & big wide eyes .you want to know every thing about the place .& I think we forget that feeling far to quick. it took me to take a friend that had never been over seas, to re see & feel that way , re open my eyes , instead of just taking it all for granted .
