although i didn't think the food there was fantastic (nor the wine), i've been there for dinner on my last day in bali, and the ambience was pretty nice
(meaning it's just dim enough for me to squint at my dinner). now that it's bombed, there's sadness that i can't explain; prolly "i've-been-there-and-now-it's-bombed". just a mere figment of history. not that i'm going back there anyway, but yeah, it's sad. people lives are lost suddenly. imagine sending your loved one to the airport, seeing him wave happily at you before joining his friends. never will you think that will be the last mental picture of him that you'll have. you wouldn't be thinking that he'll be bombed to bits when he's tugging at a chicken part during dinner.
how sad..
kuta square in bali was the most frequent place K, S and i had visited then. it felt like a piece of the bali memory was blasted too.
reading the report:
"Experts say the group aims to destabilise the region and bring Indonesia, Brunei, Malaysia, Singapore and the southern Philippines under a fundamentalist Islamic umbrella"
(Channelnewsasia:
that brings chill to my spine. hey, singapore's in.
i just wonder when.
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