The Bali Experience – First impressions

I have been here in Bali for more than two weeks now. I got used to the heat, the environment, the food (oh, my, food is amazing – haven’t touched bread, pasta or cheese for weeks!). I got used to the traffic, and i am trying to balance between work, leisure and self-improvement, self-reflection. The missing element of the formula is sleeping 🙂

On the way

I came from Hungary through Kuala Lumpur, where I had a 6-hour layover and shortly visited the city. It was my first encounter with Southeast Asia. If i should find the one word to describe it, i would say contrast. Let me illustrate.

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The Malindo flight was a really heart-warming one. Beautifully-dressed, smiling Indonesian stuardesses took care of our comfort. Everyone I met along my way was super kind, helpful and friendly in general, starting from my taxi driver in Kuala Lumpur till the Indian couple sitting next to me in the airport lobby.

After 24 hours I arrived at Indonesia.

My first impressions were like –


…some sort of mix, like that.

So I arrived to this remote country with different culture and climate, and it was a great support to be immediately part of a community – the Wifi Tribe, so i did not feel lost or lonely for a single moment.

The short story of me and my scooter

When in Bali, you have to have one. Unless you are ready to stay indoors or dependent on other people’s schedule.

So i faced the music and asked to rent one. The company delivered us all the scooters and we started the training – and it did not start out well for me. I just took a turn and drove something like 20 meters, when i saw a wall coming – and as i panicked, I managed to frontally hit it and ended up lying under my bike. I could get up without any severe injury, but i did not feel like driving again. On the other hand, there was no emergency exit – I realised there is nobody who would save me and do this instead of me. So with the support of the tribe and the instructions of the local guy from the rental company, i sat back again on the scooter right away. Long story short, 3 days later I went on a roadtrip with the tribe from Canggu to Ubud – click here to see my article :). On the way back I crossed Denpasar, the provincial capital of Bali in the evening rush hour, slaloming between cars, following my friends, driving all the time on the left, sometimes with 80 km/h.

This somewhat banal experience became one of the most important learnings of my stay.


So if you feel like you have just crashed a concrete wall and you are on the ground stuck under your scooter (we all do sometimes, especially on Mondays, right?) remember, that you are one decision away from driving gracefully, enjoying the freedom of the road and the cool tropical breeze. It is much easier, if you are not alone – and usually you aren’t. Look around, I am sure there are people who care about you and would love to help you to achieve something great.


Have a great day! 🙂

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