This week's entry certainly proves that virtually "anything goes" when sending your Bali Dream Holiday Contest entry. So, what's keeping you?
The contest runs until the end of April and we're waiting for your vision of a perfect dream holiday in Bali and the chance to win 2 tickets on Singapore Airlines, 7 nights at the Fours Seasons Private Estates Bali at Jimbaran Bay, tours and transfers from Bali Discovery Tours, rafting and cycling excursions from Sobek, luxurious spa treatments from Mandara Spa, a helicopter tour from Air Bali, and Cooking Lessons from Bumbu Bali/Rumah Bali.
Entries are welcome from everyone in every form, from both veteran travelers to Bali or those who have only dreamed of visiting our tropical paradise.
Peter Dorney, firstname.lastname@example.org, originally from Manchester, England who describes himself as "Mancunian...born within the sound of the Stretford End (that's the rough part of Old Trafford Football Ground), currently sunning himself in Singapore," sent the following entry -musings on a dream holiday in Bali from the perspective of a cold, soggy Mancunian.
Apologies to the Manchester Chamber of Commerce, which we're sure is a lovely spot with a great soccer team.
Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. Is that all it does round here?
The answer is actually, No - It also snows, gets foggy, freezes, blows a gale and chills you to the bone - sometimes.
And then there's the winter.
It must be nice to travel and see things rather different than umbrellas and sodden streets. Certain folks talk about a thing in the sky called the sun, which is supposed to be red, but the only things in the sky around here are clouds and not even the paper is read as your hands would get frostbite holding the pages.
Me aunty Minnie once said she'd become a greenie, which meant she was on a pea-soup diet for a week. As for any other form of greens, well, they used to have grass in the nearby park until the ducks went mad one day and ate it after which they all laid green eggs. Folk said we should enter them for the Guinness Book of Eggords but no one bothered.
I've heard of this place Bali and I know it was in the film South Pacific as they sang a song about washing hair a lot ... must be very clean people, or perhaps there's a Clairol factory there.
Our milkman knows all the words of "Bali High" and he says you can go to bed in Bali without having to wear your raincoat ... and umbrellas are used to keep off the sun rather than the rain. Can you believe that?
What a treat it would be if once - just once - I could wake up without the sound of water running down the windows and stairs (we have a terrible leak in the upstairs loo) and step outside my room to soak in the sun instead of the rain.
What a wonderful thing it would be to have the chance to wallow in the warmth and delights of the people of this dream island - instead of the fast-cooling waters of our bath which never gets very hot anyway, despite a supposedly new immersion heater.
Will someone let me crack open my concrete jungle and let me travel to this magical land? There I would feel the Balinese earth beneath my feet, the smell of the island in my nostrils (instead of the gas works) and touch the culture of the people.
Let me watch the sun rise into a clear cloudless sky and later sink into a shimmering still ocean - just once will do for I am easily satisfied.
Let me reach out to the people of this dream island and learn how paradise was created - it's probably a secret, but no harm in asking is there?
Let me.let me.let me.oh let me.but then maybe I am only dreaming.
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