Bali. First impressions
Pilgrims cluttering main roads carrying straw baskets full of little things. Shops mimicking temples, strange-looking creatures inviting me to play. Full moon bringing out the masses just like it does with you and me. Old statues that must have inspired the Mona Lisa grinning or frowning as you pass by. Familiar odours exported leading me back to their source. Birds making love on wild trees giving birth to coconuts. Dimly lit alleyways serving as highways. Good-looking uniformed airport porters whom I confused with customs officers demanding a tip. Hours of jetlag my body still synchronised with yours. Unheard-of voices surrounding my chamber reminding me of friendly laughter. One big sprawling garden where we should write our next chapter. Two cloaks left lovingly folded in my bedroom woven with spirals and stars.