Earlier this year, I found myself on the Indonesian island of Bali. I don’t think I’ve ever come across that luscious shade of green – and in such large quantities – anywhere else. We stayed at the Karma Jimbaran resort, in a quaint cottage with a charming little pool by the entrance.
At every street corner was a view begging to be photographed. If only it weren’t so dreadfully humid (even in January), I could certainly see myself living in Bali.
Although Indonesia is a Muslim-majority country, the island of Bali is predominantly Hindu. I’m not religious. But I did grow up in a country full of Hindu temples, which made it interesting to see these familiar elements and symbols represented in a way that is unique to Balinese culture.
Bali is, of course, a destination that thrives on tourism. And that comes with all the typical tourist traps and oftentimes a blurring of the lines between authenticity and performance.
Even so, I remain enchanted by this lush island.
Part Two: Visual Diary: Postcards from Bali II