there and back again
I’m back from Java and Bali, but not really. There were too many moments where I scrunched my eyes shut to etch the beauty like a lithograph into memory.
I’m closing my eyes again. Conjuring up the lithographs. I have to savour them for a little longer, especially the things so beautiful that it seemed too sacrilegious to take pictures of them:
The hushed conversations between childhood friends at 2am in sticky Singapore heat.
Barreling around potholes on the coastal road to Batu Karas, balancing small plates of peanut sauce-drizzled jicama and young mango on our laps in the van.
A seaside wedding, with a Balinese sunset spilling through a carved teak door onto the bride and groom standing at its threshold.
Riding shotgun on a scooter with a sunburnt daredevil and a surfboard named Talullah.
Spending half of the 10 hour Helsinki-Hong Kong flight flitting through international political economy, food scarcity, development, and immigration policy with a debonair Finnish septuagenarian.
And of course, so. much. rice.
Sigh. Are any of you still stuck in limbo, too? Let’s close our eyes together — ready? Go!
Gorgeous pictures. I’m stuck in limbo for the next few weeks. Here’s hoping it goes by quickly to get to the good stuff.
The limbo makes the good stuff good. Keep at it, girl!
I got back yesterday from 4 weeks with my family in the Czech Republic. Lots of good moments to remember but also very tired and glad to be back to my own routine. Plus I missed my garden – it’s so brimming with produce right now.
But the difference between my two worlds is not so huge as in your case :-)
I’ll bet that it was fun to come back to see 4 weeks of growth explosion in your garden! Mm mmm. :)
Beautiful prose. Beautiful photos. As always. Wish I could have been there, it all sounds incredible. Love getting these little glimpses into your jet-set, exotic, adventurous life =)