The dream

A few things worth sharing…and yes it's about Bali (i know i'm so sorry….i can't help myself)

• The Balinese students all bring brooms to school and they were completely shocked to find out we one do not bring brooms to school, and two do not spend time cleaning the school ourselves.
• The balinese keep their ethanol for their motor bikes in vodka bottles along the side of the road.

the vodka bottles filled with ethanol

We spent the last day of our trip on the beautiful beach of Jimbaran. This was an incredible scenic and breathtaking beach, however, no one was on the beach for the majority of the day until the sun began to set. All of a sudden the entire city and all the many resort guests were present. I couldn't help but think where in the world these people were possibly hiding all day…? It's so interesting, we [americans/europeans] come to Bali and fall in love with the peace of the villages and the simplicity of their life although completely acknowledging how difficult their life is, while at the same time their dreams are going to Las Vegas and Beverly Hills, whatever media shows them on television is the life, and "America"… When in reality it is all fleeting because at the end of the day the thing that everyone comes back to is the sunset on the beach in Jimbaran. In the end its all God. Apart from God nothing is lasting, nothing satisfies. The world is so desperate for him, if something like the simplicity of a beautiful sunset can send people running to it, can cause people to revolve their schedules around it. i can't imagine the revolution it was cause for people to know all of Him, every bit of his beauty, the warm sunset that is his spirit everyday.

"America that's the dream" they all say, but that's not it at all, man its so much better, so much greater!