This is the first house I’ve built from the ground up. Which I made all the more interesting by choosing to build it on a piece of farmland on the outskirts of a small Balinese village.
I had a clean sheet of paper. In more ways than one. Trust me, that’s quite an intimidating place to be in.
There’s something about skimming across turquoise tropical waters, with a salty breeze on your face and the promise of sunshine and ‘island time’…. life suddenly feels uncomplicated.
The ‘aha moment’… realising the joy of company in the kitchen. Not just for the friendly banter. The workload gets shared. The time needed is halved.
I’m back in Bali. Rediscovering. Diving Deeper. My insider tips for you.
Delicious in a curry. As a face and hair mask it’s a glow getter.
I join the village cremation. There’s not a director, or a running sheet in sight. My tales from behind the scenes as the only ‘tamu’ in the community.
Bali is where my love for a wanderlust life started.
Working from anywhere in the world used to be the sole domain of Digital Nomads. But there’s a new tribe coming through with a life description that looks like this…. They’re AGELESS. In fact never felt better. Unlike their parents’ generation they’re thriving in their 50’s & 60’s. Healthy, productive, with a keen sense of…
A classic Balinese dish. Spicy coconut flavours. So delicious. Recipe here for you.
Once I flip into the ‘every damn footstep counts’ mode, the mind chatter shuts down, senses sharpen up, muscles switch on.