And like that, I arrive in Canggu. I drop my backpack in a small surf hostel. It’s cheap and near the beach but I’m not really sure I’ll stay here for a long time. After sleeping in my own room in Ubud for a couple of days, suddenly the idea of sharing a dorm with seven other people with no space between the mattresses doesn’t seem really appealing.

I grab a delicious meal at California Republic and hop on my scooter to meet Marielle and Salma at Sashi and Puck’s house. There is something delightful to be reunited with friends. I missed this “all women” group, how relaxing it is to be surrounded with feminine vibes. Coming back to Canggu and knowing I’ll stay there until my departure to Lao, is reassuring and exhilarating. It feels comfortable to know people, knowing the way to anywhere, the shortcuts, the local faces and name, going to the same warungs and bars… A little routine will come along for the next couple of days that will include a lot of partying, dancing, scooters rides, good food, getting to know my friends a little deeper, meeting new awesome people, doing a bit of yoga and opening ourselves and sharing our hearts out to each others.