Climbing Mount Rinjani: 8 Simple Things My Friend Did Not Tell Me

If you have read my earlier post Climbing Mount Rinjani: A Test Of Will, you would notice I curse and swore at the gravity of the summit up Mount Rinjani. Laughing off my poor attempts of denouncing him, the friend who encouraged me to climb Mount Rinjani protested that had he told me how tough…

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Nusa Lembongan: The Devil Cries Here

It is true. The Devil does cry. And sometimes when he does, he sends you rainbows. On the islands of Nusa Lembongan at Devil’s Tears, exploding waves against its limestone cliffs can cause such a boom that the local folks have aptly named it the Devil. As the waves crash on this rocky outcrop close to…

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Of Friends And Friendships

Friendship. Simply defined in the dictionary as the state of being friends. But to my mind, a word undefinable full of meaning. A word once uttered draws pictures in your mind of hands held, laughters shared, shoulders cried on and a hundred faces, or perhaps just a single one. A word whose meaning is intertwined with…

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Nusa Penida: Magic Manta Moments

Hypnotised, all I could do was give in to the waters, to my breathing and to the gracefulness of this beautiful creature. The boatman had pulled our diveboat to a stop close to a small limestone cliff. We had arrived at Manta Point dive site of Nusa Penida, Indonesia and were gearing up, doing our…

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Yangon: A Question of Faith

It’s true I often relate some of my travel stories to faith and religion. That’s partly because I spent a large part of 2016 on a Buddhist trail over Asia rediscovering the faith of my childhood. I was brought up the Buddhist way, but as a young adult, I theorized it away as a mere…

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Angkor Wat & Bayon: Re-Cycling Ancient History

If only such timelessness applied to emotions, which are as permanent or as fleeting, as certain or as unpredictable as the ever-changing luminescence of its owners. But that is what being human is – for nothing is permanent, except the present moment. And at that moment I was smiling and at peace. The first time…

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Chumpu Nye – Trailing the Footsteps of a Goddess

What was so special about it, one might ask. Well, you just had to be there. It was the sense of presence that did it for me, a feeling both of release and utter bliss at the same time. You may know from my earlier post Bringing Out The Buddhist In Me that our journey from…

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Leave Me To The Sharks Please

I wished there were signals underwater for me to tell you that I have encountered far more dangerous creatures on dry land, and they all bore sharper teeth, and had bloodier mouths and pricklier tongues, so this is considered mild. As a child, the word “shark” evoked only images of deadly sharp teeth and a…

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Bonding In Phi Phi

Grateful for the chance to revisit here. Some things never change. The boat, the people, the equipment perhaps, but the blazing sun, the salty smell of the sea, the welcomed cool sea breezes and the blueness of the warm waters remained untouched by time. The last time I was in Phuket was 25 years ago,…

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Bringing Out The Buddhist In Me

Bhutan is not called the “Land of the Thunder Dragon” for nothing. Corny as this may sound, simply being in Bhutan can invoke that fire for change in you – not for the pursuit of wealth or ego, but for personal transformation and mindful serenity, so that you may feel your own thunder from deep…

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On Sundays And Everyday Yawn’s The Word

The problem with me is lack of discipline. No, I am not a naughty girl with wiry hair that climbs up trees or walks in the door with muddy shoes and needs a beating. Well, yes, I might be that, but that’s not what I am referring to. I have no discipline when it comes…

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