Forever airplane and terminals finally wash away. Hello tropical ocean. Girl on bike, boys with kite.  Arched bamboo and rubber bands buzz in the wind.

Low tide fisherman and baby Bali splash. Cobblestone boardwalks and warm sand. We arrive in Sanur, a mellow beach tourist town and also home to many locals. We found out that people are named after the order of their birth and I shared with one woman about how in Ghana west Africa people are named after the day of the week they are born. In America we search for the perfect name for our children. What's in a name?

The man at the old Fuji Photoshop who had sold his equipment when photos went digital. The Balinese version of my father. The woman singing to her baby at a little souvenir clothing shop. She told us that today was his six month old ceremony. We noticed a few different bracelets and anklets and she said that they've marked different points in his young life. Song she sang to sooth her child she had heard on television and it begins: Bali, Bali.....