My time has come to an end in Bali. It’s been a great adventure here, and just as enjoyable to reflect back on the journey. Bali truly is an island of the gods. There are temples and shrines everywhere you look. No matter how many foreigners visit these religious sites, the locals revere their cultural and religious heritage. Tourism has pervaded the island to a degree, but underneath that gall, even in places like Kuta, kindness persists. The locals almost always greet you with a smile. And why not? In Bali, life is good. The weather is pristine, the scenery is gorgeous, the food is cheap and good, and people are happy. Denpasar and Kuta in the south are very different from Ubud in the center, as well as Lovina in the north. It seems the further up you go, the greater the ratio of locals to tourists. There’s something here. Life is not perfect in Bali (as a quick scooter ride in the traffic will show you), but it’s not supposed to be. The island is at ease with the way life is. That’s been perhaps my greatest lesson here. Sometimes we need to slow down, be still, and let peace flow through us. In this big beautiful amazing world, Bali is a wonderful place to learn such lessons. I’ll be back.