My day back in Ubud, the cultural center of Bali, yesterday:
- 7am: Morning flow yoga at the Yoga Barn with about 50 other people
- 9am: Green juice and fruit for breakfast
- 11am: Rolling around in bed at Sarin Ubud Villas trying to get FaceTime to work
- 12:30pm: Walking around rice fields
- 2pm: Q-rak energy healing treatment – I still don’t know what happened
- 3pm: Mahi mahi pumpkin pesto salad for lunch at Watercress
- 5pm: More rolling around in bed reading lightly
- 7pm: Ayurvedic massage – two women massaging 107 “marma points” in my body, which is defined as a site where flesh, veins, arteries, tendons, bones, and joints meet up
- 8:30pm: Indian restaurant for a binge-fest dinner (my stomach is better!)
- 9:30pm: Called Delta to cancel my flight to London (going back to NYC instead on Sunday)
- 10pm: Texting with people
- 11:30pm: Sleep
- Overnight: Weirdest dreams ever
This basically encapsulates what it would like to live in Ubud. I think I could do this, except for the infuriating internet issues.
