Brothers from another mother

So, as  often happens when you are heading down one path, you suddenly find yourself on another one, or maybe that’s just me. My last entry saw me settling into my house in Ubud, but I soon realised that although it was a good place to write, it was not so good for my spirit – as much as I try, I have realised that I don’t really like it there, rice paddys and nice cafes can only provide limited stimulation. Kuta was calling.

Arriving back at my guesthouse on Benesari, I found I had new neighbours, Indonesian rasta musicians. Rastas and Reggae have never really been my thing but Lawa, Barong and their friends turned out to be the best neighbours I have ever had. As the days slipped into weeks they became like family – my brothers from another mother. Laughter filled the air, positive energy surrounded me and sweet music filled my soul. Special times…….

Barong and Richard on the veranda

richard-and-barong

Richard and Berto

Richard and Berto, mekar jaya

Mekar Jaya, Kuta, Bali

Mekar Jaya, Kuta

natty dreadman, lawa

natty dread man Lawa

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