Indonesia - Step 7.1: Bali, getting over my breakup & arriving in a jungly yoga heaven

First of all - I need to mention that I didn’t felt ready leaving barcelona at all. I wasn't ready to leave my routines, yoga mornings, cafe in the parc, my friends, the city-life and the everyday beauty from Barcelona. I know it is ridiculous. Here we go agein; writing about first world problems of white privileged backpackers 🙃

My friends asked me: “Are you really sad that you are going to Bali and to do a yoga teacher training?” - no, I am not sad of going somewhere, I was just sad to leave all this. At the same time I knew its normal to feel this pain and that it will fade. (I had the a mental breakdown the first time I left Barcelona for traveling as well) So I didn't really left with the excitement that I probably should have to go on travels.

anyways - after 24 hours of traveling from Barcelona to Bali, I arrived at the hostel in the night.

The next morning I found myself in the common area, looking at groups sitting at tables, knowing “ok, you need to go and talk to someone so that you find travel buddies”. As I was still in my break-up with Barcelona depression - I didnt had the energy to do so, but in the end I did it anyways and I ended up talking with two nice (ofc german) girls.

The first day I stayed more chilled with these girls and other people I met, to recover from my 24h travel. The next morning we went to the Ceki Rice Terraces and found a beautiful place called Tis Cafe to have breaktfast. It was just amazing, really. After breakfast I walked through the rice fields with a new austrian travel buddy that I met in the hostel. At this moment I could sense that I finally got over my break-up depression.

It was really fun as we enjoyed the rice fields, while we went one the "getting the best insta-shots" adventure. So we found beautiful, hidden spots and had a great morning.

On the same day my Yoga Teacher Training started so I went there midday for the welcoming ceremony. As soon as I arrived and got to see the whole place, I knew the next 20 days are going to be intense but awesome. It is just a magical place in the jungle of bali, with a huge pool, two yoga shalas surrounded by mother nature and nice rooms. (not what I am used to in my hostel-life)

There was a strong and good vibration & energy which was so present from day 1. Not to mention the beautiful (literally) people that were adding up to these radiant vibes.

And most important: the food! I know in one of my blog articles I was describing, that I had the best food ever in the yoga ashram in india. Until I went here. Everday for breakfast, lunch and dinner we had an almost entirely vegan buffet (!!!?). Means daily tofu, tempeh, brownies, porridge, banana bread, loads of veggies, soups, lentils…. and everything tasty as f#ck.🥹

so I am writing this on day 2, after dinner at the pool, while I am supposed to learn the sanskrit names of the asanas. thats why now as always: next stories, next chapter.