So now Dave and I *really* won't ever be the same again. We both feel it and we both know it. We're planning when we can come back - I can't wait to show the boys.
Bali is more than anything I could have imagined - and I imagine big, you know.
Here's an inkling of what it's like:
Our last day is tomorrow ... I'm planning a visit to the orphanage. To take toys and food, especially bread and fruit. I can't just come here and take and leave - the Balinese people are so friendly and warm. And poor. And grateful. It makes me grateful that they're grateful, and so on.
Back in America, I would tell people I was going to Bali and they were all like, OMG BALI and I ppffffffffttttttted at them because it's no big deal for an Aussie to come here, it's so cheap to travel.
And now I'm all OMG BALI!!!!!
PS Leigh, Linda, Mum, Jim, Cam ..... we're all coming together. I mean it. Yes Cam that means you, you can have your own villa so we don't all annoy you with our manic sisterly ways but secretly you LOVE IT.