bördiesurfandtravel

First of all my home at the beach, where I spend most of the time when I´m in Canggu: Warung Kelapa . It´s right in front of the surfspots batu bolong, batu bolong temple and old man. You can rent surfboards, book surflessons, get food and drinks and a sunbed to relax, watch the surfer and get tained. It´s a perfect place with very nice people and my best friends Wayan Nari and Komang. Follow on instagram: warungkelapa_canggu and come here whenever you are in canggu!!!  I got known to some Surfteacher, who offer surftrips. Check out their websites and instagram-pages: Balisurflineup with Tempe Martin and Tahu Daniel:   https://balisurflineup.com I surfed with them a lot of times, especially when I was here in december and march. My best experience was the trip to uluwatu. I´ll never forget that we went there from kuta with a boat and surfed the most famous wave here in bali. It was amazing. Unforgettable also the surf in balangan, brawa and dr

What a surprise, I´m still in Bali. I made the visa-run a week ago and I´ll stay until the 26 of June. The last weeks I – of course – surfed a lot, spend time at the beach, ate amazing food and met my new best friend – Bekir.  Bekir: „thank you so much again for the good time with you!“. Also, I participated  at a yoga-and-surf-retreat for one week which i expected to be really good and which was super expensive. Unfortunately it was dissapointing and totally not what I expected it to be. The group of women was, beside of two girls, who were in my age and nice,  not fun at all. Most of them were old, negative, not willing to put any effort in the group to become a group and complained a lot. The villa in which we stayed was amazing, such a quiet place and luxury. It could have be a really nice place for having fun, meditate, doing yoga, sitting together with good conversations... Whatever, it is over and the money is spend. I´m usually a positive person who laughs

Die Liebe kommt und geht, man kann sie nicht beeinflussen. Sie ist nichts, was greifbar oder messbar ist. Sie kann unendlich viele Formen und Gestalten annehmen und bedarf keiner Sprache. Die Liebe ist ein warmes Gefühl im Bauch und zaubert ein Grinsen ins Gesicht. Sie ist schön und schrecklich zugleich.  Liebe lässt Menschen von innen strahlen. Sie ist wie ein helles, warmes Licht, dass den Körper leuchten lässt. Sie ist ein Band, dass zu Beginn noch ganz dünn ist und mit der Zeit immer dicker werden kann oder zerreißt. Sie ist mal stark und mal schwach;  hart wie Stahl oder auch zerbrechlich wie Glas.  Sie kann verletzten, zerstören und Wunden hinterlassen.  Sie gedeiht wie eine Blume, blüht und verwelkt, wenn sie nicht gepflegt wird.  Sie kommt und geht, ist schrecklich und schön zugleich. 

yes, I admit it: these visa-runs and generally anything to do with flying make me a bit nervous. Will I arrive at the airport in time? Does everything work with the check-in? Do I have everything I need? Do I make it through the controls and get the return flight? Questions that, when I think about it, drive me crazy. Apart from the fact that it is so pointless to fly for three hours somewhere to fly back for three hours after three hours waiting in the airport. Wtf. The whole visa-thing is really stupid, but of course necessary. Anyway, I have to do it after 60 days staying in bali. But at least afterwards I have twenty more days in the Bali paradise, before I´ll go to Portugal. So I left at 10:45 am by taxi to the airport. Of course, great weather, blue sky, no wind and the sun is shining. After all, good flying weather. All I had with me was a mini bag with my e-book, passport, a chocolate croissant, something to write, my phone and headphones. Arrived at th