Time has come to leave Bali yet another time. We’re heading it to Thailand and there we hope to find the sun again.
I used to think that nails-down-a-chalkboard was the worst sound in the world. Then I moved on to people-eating-cereal-on-the-phone. But only this week did I stumble across the rightful winner: it’s the sound of a baggage carousel coming to a grinding halt, having reunited every passenger on your flight with their luggage, except for you.
– Sloane Crosley