Magical. If i could sum up Bali in one word, it would be just that. and that’s hard to do with an island that has so many personalities.
The many faces of Bali are seen everyday. The day begins with rain. An hour later the sun is out-bright and strong. Your at a temple. You are stuck in obscene traffic. Your driver, who is from a village and has never left Bali, is as happy as they come and gives off the warmest vibes. Your in the jungle. Your by the beach. Your sitting with monkeys. Children are laughing. Children are working. You are in a surf town. Your in a hut. Your in a trendy restaurant. Your eating a meal for $2. You see a beautiful pink flower in the middle of the greenest rice fields. Your on an elephant. You see a family of 4 on a scooter. You see flowers and religious offerings infront of each business and home. You see smiles. It rains again. The sun peaks through. Pink, Blue and Purple hues warm the sky. You see smiles.
There was so much going on each day that it was hard to wrap my head around some of the things I was seeing, feeling, and learning. But at the end of each day..for the entire time I was there, my end thought of the day was that this place is absolutely magical.