Just a few weeks ago, I lived in a world that had a clear set of rules. I decided to do something different in my life. Go to the unknown. Go and discover something new ...

I'm sitting on an airplane on my adventurous trip to Bali. We're just at the height of 10662 meters above sea level, and thousands of questions and ideas run through my head. The light courage in me trembles with inaccuracies all the way. How can I handle it when it's not certain? Everything can be different at all times. The route plan may change from one second to the next. Let's say it's my first big journey without a traveler. And boasting my European paths is exploring the short tracks.

The goal is not a specific plan, but rather to discover local culture and understand or experience how it lives on the island of the gods (Bali and surroundings) and to begin their natural spirituality.

So what is it to have a clear purpose for the journey? Is it about sharing that very interesting piece of the world? Which most claim to be the most spiritual part of the ancient Hindu swastika to be seen all over the island? It is a symbol of harmony with the universe for them.

Perhaps a great insight that caught me in the "AHA" moment. The Nazi swastika version is in the opposite direction ... look for yourself.

I'm still sitting on the plane, thinking what it's going to be like and where fate will take me ... it's one big adventure. ... and if you want, I'll take you to him with you. :)

The Ura