In July of 2001, my Mother brought me to the Island of Java, Indonesia. It was a wonderful opportunity for me to see the land where my Great Grandmothers and Great Grandfathers are from.
I was, however, so depressed and therefore so tired, that all I wanted to do is sleep. When my Mother suggested to visit Java's neighboring island called Bali, I whined: "Mom, I just want to go home. Please?"
Luckily, she persuaded me to go to Bali before we were to head back to the Netherlands...
How Bali completely energized and mesmerized me
I was running on empty, my energy was thoroughly depleted, and...

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