Saturday, November 9, 2013

A Writers Festival and a Night at the Enchanted Mansion


One of the main reasons I decided to move to Bali, was to pursue my love of writing. To finally work on my screenplay - a project I have avoided as much as I avoid gluten. How many words of the screenplay have I written since I moved here? Zero. Not a single one. Feel free to give me a hard time about it whenever you'd like. Knowing that I would need inspiration along the way, I made a promise to myself that I would seek out writing events and other writers to get the ol' wheels turning. Browsing through the Bali Advertiser, a local newspaper here, I came across a print ad for the Ubud Writers and Readers Festival. Thank God - there might still be hope for me. I filled out the volunteer form faster than I can inhale a bar of chocolate. After a life-changing experience volunteering for, TEDx Rainer in Seattle, I wanted to continue to give my time to great organizations.

Lucky for me, the festival needed plenty of volunteers.

(MY OFFICIAL BADGE AND SHIRT!)

(AT THE POETRY SLAM EVENT WITH MY HIGH SCHOOL FRIEND, SIENARA)

My first volunteer assignment was at the panel, "Of Myths and Marriages" featuring Manju Kapur, Pallavi Aiyer and Amish Tripathi. A discussion of: "What it is like to be an Indian writer in this day" and "The difficulties of being boxed into a certain stereotype". Are you expected to only write about India because you're Indian? Should you spend all of your time and energy ensuring all Indians approve that you are Indian enoughI sipped on their conversation like a hearty merlot, letting their words take over my consciousness. What a magical night it was. Have you ever seen a venue so spectacular? Held at the Royal Suite at the Four Seasons, champagne flowed and hors d'oeurves rotated like clockwork. It was like having wine at an old friends house, warm and full of laughter. If you have the time, I encourage you to look up their work, as they are all incredible writers and just good people.


(THE ROYAL SUITE AT THE FOUR SEASONS IN UBUD)

(WITH MANJU KAPUR & PALLAVI AIYER)


At the end of the day, it is always the people that make the journey worthwhile. I met so many incredible people in such a short amount of time. Writers, readers, musicians, poets, artists and foodies, all brought together by the written word - how beautiful is that? Every volunteer that I worked with was so very humble and eager to make new friends and learn new things. Everyone was hungry to listen and to give feedback. I was lucky enough to work with Siska, Cheryl, Sue, Jacqueline, Sisilia, Inez, Regina, Barbara & Nancy - each who dedicated so much of their valuable time to this festival and who all continue to inspire me to give whenever I can. There were times when I was exhausted and hangry (hungry & angry - if you didn't know) but was always uplifted by the person beside me, who had decided that she wanted to be a part of something bigger than herself.


(WITH SISKA DIHADINATA - SUCH AN AWESOME PERSON TO WORK WITH!)

I was assigned to, "Special Events" which were always in such impressive venues. The photo below is of the view from Sari Organic, a restaurant wedged into the luscious paddy fields of Ubud. This event was to walk a group of over fifty people through the rice fields of Ubud. That is a lot of people to try and keep together, not to mention entertain, for a forty-five minute trek through the blazing heat. The universe has its way of bringing blessings into your life and boy was I not expecting this one! Due to several stragglers (who had made it quite clear that they were not timely individuals) I was asked to stay behind and rush the group of latecomers. Enter Pamela Ho.

In pure Singaporean fashion, she bounded in like a golden retriever - 30 minutes late. What ever happened to being just five minutes late? Ten? But how can you possibly be mad at a face that literally, has a grin from one ear to the other? Since she was the only dilly-dallier to show up, I was asked to take her on the walk myself. Great. A forty-five minute walk with a complete stranger. How more awkward could things get? It turned out to be one of the best walks I have ever experienced. I quickly learned that Pam was a writer herself and had recently published her first book! A mother of two children, she had decided to follow her dreams and travel the world for a year. Her first book, Adventures of 2 Girls, is of her adventurous year abroad with her best friend. I am so moved by her passion for the unknown and her positive vision of the world and  its infinite possibilities! She is a hilarious woman who exudes nothing but good energy - something I have grown to really appreciate over the years. This is her blog if you want to take a peak into her life: Pams Blog.


(A SPECTACULAR VIEW FROM  SARI ORGANIC)

(PAMELA HO - THE BEST THING TO COME OUT OF THAT FESTIVAL!)

(CHERYL, I AND INEZ AT THE SPECIAL EVENT "A TALE OF TWO CITIES")


After three full days of working at the festival, I was excited to have Kurt come up to Ubud to meet me! A few days before I had left for the festival, I realized that an old friend might be in town - so I gave him a jingle.

"Jerm. I'm volunteering at a writers festival in Ubud - you going to be in town? If so, do you have a couch that Kurt and I can crash on for a night?"
"Yeah, sure - no worries. Ill see you then!"

That is literally the conversation I had with Jeremy, a friend of over a decade, a few nights before the festival. I informed Kurt that we would be given a couch, or if we were lucky, a bed to sleep on for the night! Little did we know what Jeremy had in store for us.

The Mansion is exactly that - a MANSION. What I thought was going to be a villa, ended up being a five star hotel. That's right - A FIVE STAR HOTEL. This place was incredible. Quickly ushered into the dining area, wine began to pour and we quickly became hypnotized by a private fire dance that had been arranged for us. The jungle of Bali proved to be a stunning backdrop for the dance, as flames and screams erupted from the actors. Served by an entourage of Balinese waiters (holding umbrella's I might add) dinner was a magnificent feast. Roasted duck, sauteed sweet potatoes, an array of colorful vegetables and sambal (chili paste) that could kill someone. Sauces and spices for every taste bud! With full hearts and grateful bellies - we were ready for bed. Expecting our couch, we were told it was time to "pick our room".

Jeremy's mother, who owns the hotel, has spent years collecting inspiring pieces of art, that bring such a vibrant energy to each space. It was so moving to see each corner, each crevice, carefully sprinkled  by her own special touches.We were escorted to five different suites - all uniquely designed and magical in their own ways. I kept looking over at Sienara, mouthing "Is this really happening?" As we made our way through the grounds, we saw little tree houses and charming nooks that were tucked away into the night. One suite was so large, that I could literally use a go-cart to zoom about in - of course this is the room that Julia Robert's almost booked ;) Bath tubs that you could swim laps in, beds you only imagined in fairy-tales, Prussian-blue swimming pools, exotic outdoor showers and art you could spend hours getting lost in - a boutique hotel at its finest. It was a nice surprise to find out that Kurt and I, preferred the same villa, the most quaint of them all with a "cabin" feel to it.

I left my prince charming the next morning, to sleep the morning away in our private villa. As I made my way back to the festival for my last shift I couldn't help but think, "How awesome is my life?" I got to sleep next to the love of my life, I spent the last night laughing with old friends and new ones - and I was on my way to give my time to something I love. I couldn't help but smile to myself and think: Life doesn't get any better than this.


(KURT LOVING HIS LUXURY HOME FOR THE NIGHT!)
(KURT AT THE MOST EPIC DINNER WE'VE EVER EXPERIENCED!)

(GIGANTIC OUTDOOR BATHROOM AT 'THE MANSION')


I am thankful to be able to write. I am thankful for the opportunity to volunteer. I am thankful for such amazing friends (Jerm & Sienara - so glad I have you both). I am most thankful for my health, which gives me the ability to lead such a beautiful life.

All my love and light,

Estelle

(P.S) - Dad, if you're reading this, I miss you and love you so much. You're the first stop i'm making on my way home next year. xxx

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