The longest day

A look at my bank account is telling me that it’s time to reduce the expenses. Not that I bought an extra bag of souvenirs or that I am filling up my stomach every night while emptying my wallet but comparing to the other countries I travelled so far in South East Asia, Indonesia is not the cheapest in terms of accommodations and traveling from a city to another.
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Canggu, don’t let me go

Staying in a place for a week or more is, I would say, essential when you travel for few month. It’s like taking holidays of your trip. You can rest your bones on the same bench in the same spot at the same time everyday if you want to. You start to make friends and do some plans together, the kind of plans you do at home with your homies. You discover all the good places of the city and you have time to try all the different coffee shops and register all the wifi passwords of the town in your iPad. You take your time. 
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The perfume of Lisa

When I had dinner the very first night I arrived in Bingin beach, I had a long talk with the lady who was preparing the fish her husband was fishing each day to nurrished the tourist like me. I learned more about Hinduism religion and the life here. Balinese in general are masters of enjoying the present and be satisfied with what life offers to them. The culture of the sea, the influence of the moon and the respect of the ancient is omnipresent. 
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Au fond de la piscine

I was a bit sad to leave Thailand. In the end, I spent a lot of time in this country and I started to understand the culture and thai people. Well… At least few of them!
Traveling from a point to another was easy in this part of the world and I started to get the references and know how to react to all kind of situations.
But I had to move on cause my heart was still starving for adventures and the road kept calling my name. Paolo Cohelo, my guide, said: “If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine; it is lethal”. It could seems pretentious or completely out of note but when you are stuck on an island for about a week, things start to feel a bit repetitive and you can “suffer” from routine. Your feet usually start getting itchy and your back missing a weight that only your faithful backpack could fill.
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