A Funeral in Bali
I try to keep this blog strictly about Japan and China, but just this once I’m going to go off the beaten path and write about my Bali adventure.
To be honest, I never intended to go to Bali in my entire life. If it wasn’t for this Indonesian waiter that proposed to me at 17 and asked me to live with him in his newly constructed house in Bali (a story for yet another time), then I probably wouldn’t be able to point Bali out on a map. I was completely unfamiliar with that area of Southeast Asia and now, I thought, it was a prime opportunity for learning.