There’s a very curious phenomenon at work within the expat community on this island, and in particular when it comes…
A Path to Goodbye
I was long overdue for another visit to check up on my labyrinth at the meditation retreat center. I invited…
Cremnants & Polls
Like any good house party, the morning after the day before tends to bring with it certain undesired responsibilities, including…
Crème de la crèmation
A death in a Balinese family means burial, or if funds are available, a cremation. Ultimately, even buried corpses are…
Pain for Breakfast
I’ve visited (and lived in) France regularly enough to know that breakfasts are typically comprised of a variety of breads;…
Where’s Wayan?
I went to Warung Sopa yesterday for a mixed plate of fresh veggie salads. I asked for Wayan (pronounced why-UN),…
A Wee Wiki Wonder
It was completely unexpected and caught me by surprise. I stumbled, as I often do, onto an article, and from…
The Lower East Side
It’s a Sunday morning. I’m not in Manhattan. And yet, I strolled through the Lower East Side as I often…
Double Vision
Is my eyesight failing me? Or is seeing double just part of the adventure of living on this island? I’ve…
Please, Take a Seat
I didn’t see it coming. After a year’s absence from a yoga studio I used to go to regularly, I…