Bali had been on my dream list ever since I’d watched the Miss Universe pageant on the television at home. As a little girl, I’d remain glued to the television, not to watch the lovely ladies, but get a view of this piece of the archipelago off the farther side of the Indian Ocean. I’d gazed intently, slowly absorbing with my little eyes the great charm this island had induced in me.
The flamboyance of the city, coupled with the beautiful beaches had captured my fascination, turning me crazy about Bali. Gorgeous people hanging around on the shores of the laid back, crystal clear beaches and the amazing landscapes had painted a picture perfect place in my head.
The moment when you enter a new place as you travel is pure joy, unbounded by materialistic substitutes and unmatched Ecstasy.
And, I am no exception to the magic cast by travel. Landing on the runway in itself was an enthralling experience, as I glanced at the thin boundary formed by the deep blue waters beneath the plane looking stunning from above. This panoramic view almost made me forget my flight fears momentarily, as I watched awestruck, the amazing landscapes that stretched across the distant horizon.
The beach shore is just a few meters away from the runway at the Denpasar airport, and the process of landing just beside the deep blue ocean is an invigorating experience!
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The scorching sun shimmered in Denpasar, a bustling city blended with a deep-rooted Hindu tradition, just like the other cities in Bali. Having read about the influence of the Hindu religion in Bali, I was expecting a temple or two like the ones we have back home. But, the contradiction left me mesmerised as I was welcomed by huge statues of the characters of our Indian Epics Mahabharata like Karna and Bhima, as we rode on the way to Kuta from Denpasar.