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ποΈ I Didnβt Come to Bali to Play Small
I started in Sri Lanka thinking,βHow hard can a motorbike be?β
Hard enough that the owner ran after meand confiscated it 200 meters later.
Cue ego death.
So I come to Bali.
Get a lesson.
Go over two tree trunks.
Straight into a wall.
No pain.
Just humility.
So I decide:
Back of the bike is safer.
Today?
Different story.
I jump on the back in Seminyak traffic.
Instant download:
βThis man needs to blow up his tires.β
Halfway through?
We skid.
Heβs mounting pavements.
Cutting across traffic.
No helmet.
Chaos everywhere.
Iβm literally thinking:
βWell. This is it. Pearly gates incoming.β
And then I asked myself:
Would you rather be terrified and aliveβ¦
or comfortable and half-asleep back home in a beige office?
Something in me unclenched.
I relaxed.
And I enjoyed the ride.
If Iβm sliding into the afterlife,
I want to be yelling:
βWhat a feckinβ ride. Hell yes.β
Thatβs GOOSIFIED Level 6 yeah baby!
57 yr young granny signing off π
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ποΈ I Didnβt Come to Bali to Play Small
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