Back to Asia!

I'm not sure how interesting this trip will be for those of you reading out there. I'm just going to Bali, where everyone seems to have already been. (And the endless yet still amusing warnings about drugs, tattoos and electrical work have certainly been heeded!)

I wasn't interested in Bali for a long time. Too many Aussies, too touristy. But feeling the need for a break this year rather than confrontational adventure, I reconsidered. The idea of rice fields, beaches, pools, art and crafts and day spas was very appealing.

So here I am on my way, crammed into a jetstar seat an hour into the flight. After a bit of a clumsy accident involving a spider in a letterbox, slippery leaves and a concrete driveway, I'm starting the journey already injured with my right arm and shoulder pretty useless and bandaged. Bring on the massages (recommendations encouraged!), let's hope I don't need to carry my stuff too far.

The plane is full of Australians, thongs, board shorts and tattoos; though I'm sitting next to a Indonesian woman who is naturalized. She's 74 and still works running and cleaning a motel. Her carry on luggage is three full shopping bags of apples that her sister begged her to bring.

Actually, this plane is pretty new, seats are pretty comfy and let's face it, I'll never have leg room issues. Here's the view from my window - Safely above the wing (That's for the aviation enthusiasts out there!)
Okay, so not an exciting start, but it might turn into an express Eat, Pray, Love experience, so don't give up just yet!

(Or you could read that book instead, it probably is more interesting.)