When somewhere is your kind of place, you just know it. It’s a feeling hard to describe but impossible to ignore. Arriving in Candidasa, that feeling struck me. We had driven from the east-coast resort town of Sanur (itself a liveable and culture-filled place), past multi-tiered Hindu temples and stone deities guarding entrance gates laden with vibrant canang sari offering baskets...
“Three years ago, I was sitting with my mate in the yard enjoying a beer when we looked at each other and said, ‘Why not go to Bali?’ We checked the airline schedule and realised we could be sitting on the beach in four hours. Neither of us had been abroad before, we didn’t even have passports,” says Bill Sauer.
Just over a year ago, Marie Bell decided it was high time to make a change to her hectic life in Sydney and get away from the fast pace and stress. “My heart had left Australia; I just reached the point where I felt I had to make a move” explains Marie, 53. “I put my house on the market and sold it. Six months after making the decision to move to Bali, I put any belongings that I didn’t sell or give away into storage and away I went,” says Marie.