This summer I was lucky enough to spend 9 days on the beautiful island of Bali.
My family spend a lot of time in Bali and someone ends up going pretty much every year so we know a bit about it and how to get around. This tradition to take family holidays there dates back over 20 years- before it was a massive, developed tourist destination, and before that my Dutch grandfather was serving in the army there. Years after he left and married my Oma and moved to New Zealand, they sponsored a child through World Vision called Yohana (coincidentally the same name as my Grandmothers’) and befriended her on their many visits there. She is now a successfully retired police woman with children and grandchildren of her own, and my family still goes to visit her whenever they can. For this, Bali will always have a special place in our hearts.