Ubud,
I can't believe we're parting tomorrow. I don't know where to begin in thanking you for the amazing week I've spent with you. Countless times, I found myself in disbelief that you even exist. How could there be a place as refreshingly beautiful as you? Your countless palm trees, colorful and fragrant flowers, intricately designed doors and statues, shimmering rice paddies, holy temples, and smiling faces still have me awestruck. Thank you for our gracious host family who welcomed us with open arms. They have been kind, fair, and generous. I can still taste Iwayan's breakfasts and see Weyan Sudira's grin as we cheered him on at his local football game. Because of you, Ubud, our family has grown to include them. Thank you for the relaxation that comes with spending time here. It's funny; every day we seemed to slow down more and more–and be perfectly happy with the change of pace. Never needing plans or agendas, my friends and I enjoyed our company more completely. The simple details became moments of joy–a floating butterfly, perfect flower, a swaying branch. Thank you for sharing your spirituality with us. Your invitation to Saraswati–a Hindu celebration–was met with stunned faces. We were nervous to offend you if we "messed up" during the rituals, but that anxiety soon left us when everyone embraced our presence. The temple leaders were patient and led us in our own practice, ensuring we used the correct flowers and placed the rice on our foreheads. You gave us extra blessings for our upcoming travels. The sweet smell of incense on my clothes lingers, reminding me that you, Ubud, are with us in our physical and spiritual journeys. Thank you for your helpful and gracious residents. There are few places in the world that I have felt so completely safe. Taxi drivers gave directions when we did not need transportation, shop owners explained their craft without expectation, and locals were hospitable when we were stuck in the rain without shelter. These simple acts have made me feel even more at home here. And as I sit on the deck of our room at Yobi House, listening to birds and roosters, pigs and insects, I really do feel at home. It's strange to think that by this time tomorrow, I will be exploring a new place. Ubud, I will miss you. You will always, and sincerely, have a special place in my heart. Don't ever change, okay? With all my love–until we meet again, Farrah Have you ever been to Ubud? What was your time like there? For photos of Ubud and other places, check out my Photo Friday posts.
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