I have been to Bali 25 plus times. Why? I don't really know, but it feels so right. The first visit in the early 80's was due to a throw away comment; I said to a good friend that I was going to a pacific island for my next holiday to drink beer under a coconut tree and tell lies for a while.
He said I know you Ian you will have been around the island twice within the first hour and be bored within the first day, try Bali. Sun, beer and exciting!
It got me thinking. Mainly where the hell was Bali?
Anyhoos I booked a 7 day special and off on the silver bird......
Stepping onto the stairs from the plane I felt such a strong feeling of déjà vu, in fact I almost felt like I had been there before. Ha ha.
Eye popping journey to the hotel, hell look at the bikes, wow, 4 people on that one, yeah who's holding the tv, 7 ducks and the rolled up carpet?
7 days ridiculous....Ripped off, ripped up (thanks Mr Bintang) and within a flash off to the airport.
The walk up the stairs to the silver bird had tears streaming down my face. I felt like I was leaving home...
My wife asked what was wrong, and with 20/20 hind sight I could have said in 5 years you will play around on me with a work mate of yours and rip my genitals through my wallet, however I didn't know that then. No déjà vu when you need it huh? Damn it.
And I simply answered; I don't know, I don't know but this place hasn't finished with me................
Why the message? Well I am off again in 61 days yay yay
Regards Ianz