Inspired by the journey through Bali island. Meanwhile the sunrise and -set or the time, while moon moves the ocean, there are all day long life with the moments of your own. Some people grab the surfing board to take a part in the wave-dance. But me, I am sitting on the back of a scooter, warm breeze blowing, eyes closed, feeling only the wind and the body heat. Touching his neck so gently, that he can barely feel it. Opening my eyes, looking at the sky, there are palm trees, moving around like mystical patterns, every time differently. Driving, god knows where, maybe even over the rainbow, and the palm trees with me all the way.