Eat Pray Love ’s footprint is everywhere in Ubud, Bali, where the best-selling book’s author, Elizabeth Gilbert, spent her love chapter. From the plethora of single women who pound Ubud’s streets, to the clichéd tours and Balinese people who name-drop locals Ketut and Wayan (who were featured in the best-seller), the book’s influence is ever-evident. Having heardContinue reading “An Afternoon with “Eat Pray Love’s” Ketut Liyer in Bali, Indonesia”
The man sat hunched over, with sunken cheeks, and spindly legs. As we walked along one of Ubud’s main streets, his empty stare, meek mumbling and outstretched hand caught our gaze. Our hearts sank. I have seen many people begging worldwide, but something told Shawn and me that this old man was greatly in need.Continue reading “Our Heart For You: A Beautiful Coincidence in Bali”
On a Balinese coffee plantation, during a downpour of torrential proportions, we swilled cups of the world’s priciest and rarest coffee – Kopi Luwak. In gourmet establishments across the globe, this cup of Indonesian java would cost upwards of $50 a cup. This coffee might sound familiar since it has been featured in countless foodieContinue reading “The Straight Scoop on Indonesian Kopi Luwak ‘Poop Coffee’”
Bali’s statues and reliefs are extraordinary. Drawing spiritual inspiration from a blend of Buddhism and Balinese Hinduism, the figures wear coats of moss and crowns of hibiscus and marigold flowers. They are indeed statuesque.
In Jimbaran, Bali, we had the great fortune to have been befriended by a local resident named Mariana. Along with his extended family, Mariana exposed us to rich aspects of Balinese culture – everything from his nephew’s 42-day ceremony and full moon celebrations at a neighborhood temple, to Prana Shakti practice and traditional Balinese dance.Continue reading “Backstage at Balinese Dance Class”
I love how this morning unfolded. After awakening to a symphony of creatures large and small, Shawn and I set out to explore the rice paddies that surround our Ubud, Bali guest house. Even though it was just after eight o’clock, the rice fields were already twinkling and sizzling under the hot morning sun’s rays.
While walking to dinner, we were delighted to cross paths with a procession of women as they gracefully carried offering baskets to a nearby Ubud, Bali temple. Younger girls utilized a ‘training wheels’ technique – practicing carrying the hand-woven baskets by using both hands, whereas their mothers and grandmothers carried one basket or even double-deckerContinue reading “An Offering Basket Procession in Ubud, Bali”
As I go through life, and especially when I travel, I am reminded of a lesson from Mark Twain: “We are all alike, on the inside.”