Seminyak: A Gentle Farewell to My Soloscape 💖

City Vibes, Soul Whispers, and a Sunset Goodbye

From the peaceful heart of Ubud, I arrived in Seminyak, Bali’s lively coastal town, pulsing with movement, music, and the colorful chaos of city life. It was a stark contrast, yet somehow, a fitting finale.

I checked into Grandmas Plus Hotel, freshened up, and stepped out to hunt for dinner. As I wandered the streets, the energy was electric — the clinking of glasses, bursts of laughter, and glowing storefronts pulling my gaze. I picked up some souvenirs for family and friends — little pieces of Bali I wanted to carry home for the ones I love.

Dinner was light, yet comforting, at Bollywood Cafe. Yes — still on my unexpected vegetarian path — and loving every bit of it. After my meal, I walked back under the evening lights, treating myself to a scoop of tiramisu ice-cream, sitting outside the hotel, music floating in from the open café next door. It was simple… and simply beautiful.

That night, I slept with a soft sense of closure in my heart.

Journaling at Dawn: A Beachside Moment

The next morning, I woke early and took a quiet 6walk to the beach. I grabbed a warm coffee and a piece of bread from a nearby stall and found a spot to sit — just me, my journal, and the sea. ☕📖🌊

The beach was alive — not with noise, but with life. One thing that truly warmed my heart was seeing the doggie babies running freely along the shoreline. 🐾 People walked, jogged, played fetch, and simply existed with their beloved pets. The way those dogs ran in joy, tails wagging,  leaping in and out of the waves… it was more than cute. It was a living lesson in freedom, in playfulness and in pure presences. It made me smile in that way your soul smiles when it remembers something it's always known.

After journaling, I stood quietly at the water’s edge. The cool waves touched my feet, and I watched as others moved through their own morning routines — yoga flows, gentle walks, horse rides along the shore. The simplicity, the rhythm — it grounded me deeply.

I returned to the hotel, refreshed and glowing from within. After getting ready, I checked out, just in time to be greeted by a sweet surprise — Easter cheer! 🐰💐 The hotel staff had bunny ears headbands and cute little egg basket, spreading smiles. I couldn’t resist a picture with the lovely girls — their joyful spirit was infectious.

The Last Stops: Cliff Roads, Honest Regrets & Final Treasures

My driver arrived and we made our way to Pandawa Cliff Road — a place I had high hopes for. But truthfully… it was overrated. There was an entrance fee, and the cliff stretch itself was short and underwhelming. A rare moment of regret during this otherwise glowing trip.

The driver then suggested Garuda Wisnu Kencana, the towering cultural statue and park. I declined. I wasn’t in the mood for tourist crowds or grand monuments. I wanted my last hours in Bali to be soft, still, and meaningful.

So, instead, I went to Krisna Oleh-Oleh Bali, a massive shopping haven where you can find everything from snacks and spices to handcrafted goods, batik clothes, meaningful souvenirs. I highly recommend this place — affordable, organized, and rich in variety. I picked out a little something for my driver too, and the smile on his face said more than words ever could.

The Final Goodbye

He dropped me at the airport, we took a couple of selfies, and shared a warm farewell. ✨

I stepped into the terminal, had lunch, and waited to board. As the plane took off, the sun began its descent. And there it was — the majestic Garuda Wisnu Kencana statue, visible from the sky, standing taller than any building, catching the last light of day. 🌅🛫

The sky turned golden, then soft orange. The sun melted into the horizon as if waving goodbye. I closed my eyes and smiled.

When I departed from KUL, I was greeted by sunrise.

Now, as I leave Bali, I return under a sunset.

Full circle.

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More Than a Journey

This wasn’t just a vacation.
This wasn’t even just a healing trip.

This was a remembrance — of who I am beneath the layers.
A reconnection — to my stillness, my rhythm, my breath.
A soft reclaiming — of my joy, my choices, my peace.

Bali didn’t just soothe my soul — it whispered to it.
And I listened.

If you're longing for something more — not to escape, but to return to yourself — I hope my journey reminds you that it’s possible.

Thank you, Bali. Thank you, Life.

Till we meet again… 🌿💛

👉 [Link to Ubud Chapter : Healing Journey - Bali ]

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With love, presence, and a full heart,
💫Suzan 💫