Asia was both familiar and completely foreign. In Hong kong I felt like I had taken a strange turn in Richmond and found the new even more asian area. The airport was huge! The food was very Chinese. One of the few perks of travelling with kids was that the airport staff kept finding us courtesy lines to pass the enormous cues of people.
Cathay Pacific did a great job getting us to Bali. What an amazing airline. The kids were given travel bags with games and toys in them. The food was incredible. I watched the movie “Inception” and since then dreaming has been very weird. As we touched down in Bali, we watched the under the plane camera view as the wheels struck the runway.
After getting past customs and the big “DRUG SMUGGLING LEADS TO THE DEATH PENALTY” sign we were in Bali. Yee haw!! The 30 degrees plus humidity hit us like a warm hug from a large long lost relative. Before we could say “Bob's your long lost 300 pound uncle” we were in the resort la la land of Nusa Dua. The lush and manicured brilliant green gardens, the giant carp in the ponds, the sounds of the beach and the simple life of pool side lounging. All with a giant heap of jet lag. Our life in Bali had begun.
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