Lady Lightwave: A superhero's travel blog

The roads careen, the babies don't scream, the flies are mean and it's a beautiful scene. Welcome to this tiny island floating in the middle of the 6th quadarant SEAS. Very much it's own despite its incredible openness to the outer world, here is Bali. This land has touted tourism since the early 1900's all the while keeping to their own religious ceremonies and incense filled palm-flower-cracker devotions with a calm fury. 
I have a new travel companion. Welcome Tracy, my earth born sister. She is a TREAT. 


FLASH FORWARD to scene 1: the skies were a perfect blue, the cliff to the Impossible Bingin Beach was perfectly oh-so steep.  A beautiful balinese woman trips on a loose rock, the empty oil barrel she was carrying oh her head throws her off balance and tumbling down to the sharp rocks below. Just kidding of course. In FORWARD TIME I simply kicked the loose rock out of the way and we passed each other with big smiles on the 2' wide precarious cement sloshed stairs. Easy does it. 


ROCKY EXPOSED REEF however is NOT an experiential treat. Only an aesthetic treat. Here goes scene 2: The OCEAN: it's magnetic FORCE draws Tracy and I out towards the DEEP WATERS THAT WAIT BEYOND THE REEF'S EDGE. Closer and closer we go, nicks and slips attempting to clue us in along the way. MY CAPE AND RolliTimeFlex FORGOTTEN in the wake of its ALLURE. countdown....3...2...1...TOO CLOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A wave KNOCKS my body backwards and hurls it in a backwards summer assault against the jagged rocks below. RETREAT! RETREAT! I YELL TO TRACY as I find footing upon standing with blood pouring down my back where it appears a LION has just gashed its angry claws. Insert commercial for KEENS FOOTWEAR here: 'The shoe that has the grip for land or sea! Don't you worry we'll protect the knobbiest knees!' Tracy, lucky girl, was OK! I could have been worse. BASH on the EGO. And a nix on flip flops + reef. 
We retreated. 


The next day I held post as a sky-lifeguard for the MAD SURFERS in the ocean -and prevented a lovely guy from HOLLAND from getting his head gashed open on the said reef. Cloud swoops from the sky into sweet blue tubes and barrels was a DELIGHT!!


Having since fled that rocky alcove to lands of rice fields, volcanoes, lakes and villages... it should be noted that driving in Bali necessitates incredible PSYCHIC POWER when walled in by the man-made automobile. They are crazy.


Sending plenty of love and flower power to your day.