Author Archives: Carla

Sigh.

It was a week of Bali Belly, for our household of three.  Something we ate, maybe, who knows.  At least we took turns. Sigh. Last night I was tormented by a very big, bold mouse, and even though we were … Continue reading

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The spirits are alive…

A few days ago we were invited by our host, Agung, to attend a special Hindu ceremony at his temple, a ceremony for the Gods that happens only once a year.  He and his family have been preparing for this … Continue reading

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Snapshots of life around Tatiapi

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Postcards, airmail sheets, email, blogs, skype, sim cards…

As part of my therapeutic journaling of my travels back in the day, I would fill up quite a few post cards and those thin blue airmail sheets with news, save them all up until I could find a post … Continue reading

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Ch-ch-ch-changes…

Oh, the inevitable stroll through Ubud occurred, where every other second, one of us exclaimed, “This is SO different!” For starters, the two main roads turned into thirty.  Jalan Bisma, the dirt road that leads to Happy II that we … Continue reading

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You can take the girl out of Disney, but…

Our daughter.  Four.  Brave.  Imaginative.  Strong-willed. Irony.  That Megan and I (who collectively own maybe one dress) would end up with a daughter who loves princesses, dressing up fancy, all that. “Mommy, I am holding a ball tonight.  Will you … Continue reading

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Slowly, slowly.

Day three for us -we have been happily hiding out in our villa, slowly, slowly acclimating to the time, the food, the villa with its luxuries and limitations, the weather (sunny, 80’s – perfect), with no desire to explore beyond … Continue reading

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Tatiapi

So, I found this villa that we’re staying at on the Internet.  I googled ‘bungalow in the rice fields’ and this came up.  What a find.  Villa Tatiapi was created by some American business folk working in Bali who wanted … Continue reading

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Reliving the past.

When I am writing my novel back in Boston, I close my eyes, breathe deeply, and remember the feelings I had twenty years ago when I was here in Bali.  The sights, the smells, the sounds, the textures, the immense … Continue reading

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Speechless.

Six a.m. of our first morning in Bali.  The family’s still asleep, but I’ve been up since four am because it’s still really 4pm in my body.  Not to mention our rooster neighbors who decided that 5:00am would be a … Continue reading

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