Bali is a beautiful island in Indonesia – filled to the brim with love. Traveling there alone is by far the best thing I’ve ever done for myself and the people around me. It changed me – influenced me to become a better person. I’ve come to realise that when I allow people and places to be just the way they are, they will teach me lessons I need to grow. That’s exactly what happened – and I want to share 3 of the lessons I learned with you today.
Calm down, babe
If you’ve ever been to any Asian country you’ve without a doubt found yourself frustrated at least once because of what is known as “Bali-time” or “Thai-time” or “whatever asian country-time”. Basically, the locals never arrive when they say they will. Ever. Not your taxi, not your friends, not anyone. And this is challenging for a stressed western girl used to showing up 10 minutes early to absolutely everything. But what a valuable lesson! Bali made me realise once and for all that it is just life. There’s no point in stressing around, making sure everything happens the second I want it to – or the exact way I want it to for that matter. It taught me that everything works out in the end, with or without my hysterical need to control.
Everyone you meet is a friend
This is a lesson I mainly learned from a friend I made down there, but also the whole island itself. I spent weeks with a really outgoing girl, and I’m not kidding when I say that she made friends absolutely everywhere she went. I could go to the convenient store and find her super engaged in a conversation with a little girl she just met there. She was texting this person, because he was driving the Uber she ordered the day before. The guy behind the counter of our favourite breakfast place knew her name and what she’d been up to that week. Seriously, every single person we meet is a potential friend. One question, one conversation and you have a new friend. It’s so easy.
In Bali you smile and say hi to absolutely everyone. At first it was actually a little exhausting, but after a while I noticed the tremendous positive effect it had on me. Norwegians are known to come off as kinda cold and antisocial – we will rather overlook a person than risking an awkward situation. We don’t say hi to anyone on the street, unless we know them well. In Bali you say hi to everyone you pass, that’s the norm, and if you don’t you’ll come off as really rude. Walking around with that in mind made me live more in the now. I simply couldn’t walk the streets lost in my own thoughts, cause people were waving and greeting me every second. It also makes you feel like you belong, like you’re welcome, and like you matter. Now I will much rather be the one who says hi, than the one who doesn’t answer. No matter where I am in the world.
Thank you Bali.