No. I haven't been there yet. I just finished reading Eat Pray Love. And obviously, my favorite part is Indonesia. I think it's the first book outside the J.K. Rowling-Stephenie Meyer-Dan Brown trio that I've actually finished. Not that I'm not into reading books, I've always been a bookworm! It's just that I fell in love with the works of those three that I find it hard to put them down once I started reading them. Everything else after that were books I read just for the sake of reading. I buy the books because I heard they're good, read the first few chapters, I take a break and put them down then force myself to progress by reading the next chapters if and only if I have nothing else to do or if I'm having trouble putting myself to sleep.
That was me while reading Eat Pray Love. Italy & India were a drag. I liked the book. I also picked up valuable lessons I can apply to my life from day to day. For me that's one quality of a good book. But I guess I didn't have enough strength to escape the realms of Hogwarts or the Cullens or even the Holy Grail. When I finally flipped to page 285 everything changed. I was amazed by how Liz Gilbert described Bali that I fell in love with it. Only six pages into Book Three and I already see my self walking the streets of Bali, Indonesia, enjoying the view of tropical treetops and rice paddies, visiting one Hindu temple after another, and taking countless pictures of tropical flowers. I already have everything in mind, it's like painting a beautiful drawing in a canvass and every important detail is already in it, the only thing missing on the picture is the main character which is of course, myself.
It's a dream I am already set of turning into reality. Will I travel alone? Oh yes, I plan to! Will I have the courage to travel alone when the time finally comes? I don't know! But that's the fun part, right? You keep some things a mystery.
