Well, I am not. After the second night with few/bad sleep, I was cruising through the beautiful 3rd world-jungle of the island of Sumba on the backseat of a local Ojek-driver (please note, its NOT a Go-jek-driver, it seems to be the precursor) and while I slowly started to realize that I am really knee-deep in an amazingly beautiful environment, I had a hard time not falling off that bike.
Bali has a unique culture, it’s stunningly beautiful and home of maybe the most friendly and open-minded people in Indonesia.
Mass-Tourism and Money have destroyed a lot of Bali
In my opinion after living there for 1,5 years, not much is left of this once so unique island and its culture. Instagram, business and higher living-costs than ever before have turbo-boosted Bali into the world of capitalism and we all are to be blamed for this. Of course also me.
Beautiful history and Stories
Have you ever heard the story of mystical, powerful meridians surrounding our planet earth? It is said that were two of these meridians meet, its a special place. For example Stonehenge, Gizeh and Nazca. The story goes that in Bali there are crossing dozens of these meridians.
What do you think after living there?
Lempuyang Temple (the gates of heaven), Mother Temple Besakih as well as Canggu (the digital nomad-mekka) have turned into nothing more than beautiful backgrounds for instagram-pictures or asian Disneyland. Very few to none of the magic is left.
That is one of my reasons for moving to Sumba.
Its hard and definitely not easy, but I keep on learning. This morning I tried to “run” again and realized very quick (to be more specific “at the first step”) my body seems to have forgotten how running works. So I decided to give me and my body more time.
Its all baby-steps, you know?
Quite often I feel like a new born baby and before a baby can run, it needs to walk. So I keep on trying. Walking without the support of my walking-stick was a good and important decision.