Gili Islands

I remember my first time on the island. It was a warm night as I rode my bike in the dark, following a road parallel to the ocean. With only a strip of golden sand separating me from the sea. The stars illuminated my path. I was filled with happiness. If it could be torn out of me, the happiness that would pour forth would be enough for every person in the world. I remember glancing up at the sky while riding. That view is still with me, a magical moment. I left a part of myself there and some mementos on the walls for the local people. We will surely meet again someday.

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