Oct 04 2008
Welcome To Bali — I’m Not ‘Nowhere … ‘I’m ‘Now Here!”
So it's been a hectic several days since I last posted anything. I've essentially prepared myself for again moving (such as it is) from one Asian country to another. This time, it's back to Indonesia — possibly fo a couple years.
Given how much I despised Bali when I first visited (the Kuta area especially), I find it fairly ironic to find myself now looking for a home just a few kilometers from that same area. But, honestly, it just makes sense. I've been spending most of my time in Indonesia anyway, I've been particularly keen on practicing my Bahasa Indonesian, and with the U.S. Dollar trading so poorly in the rest of Southeast Asia (but not here), it just seems the right thing to do (although admittedly I may need to maintain a presence in Bangkok for a couple more months).
That's not to say that the whole 'moving' thing has not been a little bit stressful, despite the fact that most of my worldly belongings can fit onto a small hand trolley. Moving is always stressful, no matter what the circumstances — you're relocating your entire existance. However, I will say that the move has been eased greatly through the generosity and assistance of my friend Sean here on Bali, without which I would still be a bit lost. Thanks mate!
Indeed, I've a whole bunch more to write about the moving experience itself, as well as the Seminyak area on Bali to where I'm moving. However, continuing on that 'thankful' theme, Sean's help got me thinking about — and prompting me to thank everyone else who helped me on this current sojern (Oscar, Mike[s], Dario, Jonny, Rohit, Mina, Jill, Desho …. thank you guys so much, please don't ever think your generosity and kindness were wasted on me).
That's probably the worst part about moving again. Although I may one day wind up back in Bangkok or Miami or wherever, I miss my friends. And while, as I said, my friends here in Bali — both new and old — have already lent their hands in making this place seem like a home for me, no one set of friends has ever been able to replace another, and vice versa.
So in the end, I miss them all. But fuck it, I'm here now. I'm happy as hell to be here. And quite honestly, I'm not sure I'd have it any other way.
gotta ask ya, dude…what do you live on? I’d love to do what you do, but what do you do for money?
Anytime dude. I am glad you found home. Live it up!.
Linda, in partial response to your question, I’ll just say that with the latest market turmoil, I may NOT have any more money (umm … is anyone hiring a house-boy? … no, seriously …)
D, thanks buddy … again. Without your help (probably more than anyone else) — both with living arrangements and talking me thru stuff — I’d probably be back in the States sitting behind desk crying to myself. Thank you, say ‘hi’ to the wife, and I miss ya’ kid.