A death in a Balinese family means burial, or if funds are available, a cremation. Ultimately, even buried corpses are … More
Tag: Bali
Pain for Breakfast
I’ve visited (and lived in) France regularly enough to know that breakfasts are typically comprised of a variety of breads; … More
Where’s Wayan?
I went to Warung Sopa yesterday for a mixed plate of fresh veggie salads. I asked for Wayan (pronounced why-UN), … More
A Wee Wiki Wonder
It was completely unexpected and caught me by surprise. I stumbled, as I often do, onto an article, and from … More
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 … More
Double Vision
Is my eyesight failing me? Or is seeing double just part of the adventure of living on this island? I’ve … More
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 … More
Saturday Night Soak
My plans last night were simple: stay home and read. Then I got a text message from J, and everything … More
A Sun-Shiny Day
Two years ago today, I arrived in Bali, flagged down a taxi at Ngurah Rai Airport and handed the driver … More
Wispy Things
Once in awhile, when I turn off the well-worn, beaten main road and head down the path towards the rice … More
Healing Pilgrim 