Coming home
February 8, 2012
There’s a dirt track from my village thru to Jl Raya Uluwatu that passes these gates. This short cut is a favorite with all the locals… including the resident livestock. One particular evening a couple of cows decided to crash-tackle me as I returned home. The last thing I recall was a cow’s eye at point blank.. just before my bike, board & person plowed into a large cactus patch – the only patch along the entire trail. Every spike extracted (there were hundreds) became a festering infection – not to mention all the skin and flesh removed. It’s years since the incident… but everytime I pass by – the memory returns… everytime..
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Living in Bali for the last 5 years made me a much more relax person & also healthy.
Food in Indonesia is Great, lots of dishes with lots of spices .
Tasty & delicious.
Gad from Perth
Speaking of food Gad… definitely gonna check out your warung next time I’m in Nusa Dua…
You more then welcome, looking forward….
When I saw this image, I was expecting a story with a vaguely spiritual angle to it. Instead I winced and laughed. expectations thwarted – not a bad thing sometimes.
My expectations of cruising home to warm shower also thwarted – assumptions… assumptions..
Ouch…poor old you Bear. I cringe just thinking about it.
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Whatever doesn’t kill us….
Luckily it didn’t you !!
Gotta watch out fot the Invisible Cows