It is the end of an important chapter in my life

but with every end there is a new beginning.

And this is a beginning of equal importance.

It's difficult in this moment to see how the cold of a French winter, sorrounded by people who don't speak my language can possibly be as important as the two years I have experienced here in Bali as there can be no question my life will never be the same again now.

I arrived here with no money and no idea how my dream of traveling the world endlessly with my family would manifest. Yet I leave here with plenty of 'money' (despite the markets being down a little currently) and a system by which I can live the way I choose to live with no more bosses to answer to!

But I trust implicitly everything is exactly as it should be and the South of France has a grand plan for me and my family.

Not to mention it is a pretty spectacular place, so I have nothing to complain about at all... and it's about time I started speaking more French than my two year old son!

He gets frustrated with me that I don't understand what he is saying... so clearly it's time!

I am emotional because Bali is a very special place and my two children have had a great start to life here.

I am emotional because Bali has taught me about so many things I didn't expect to learn.

I am emotional because I have fallen in love with this little island and I do not know when I will return.

I am emotional because I arrived here with one child and I leave with two!

I am emotional because this small wooden room you can see beneath has changed my life forever and I may never sit at this desk again.

...but when planted firmly in the moment there is nothing more to say than this: Love you Bali ;)

And thank you for everything! 🌴

I promise to return when Esteban is old enough to really appreciate what a special island this is.

...but for now Europe is calling!

Onward & Upward! 🌄