The words I’m NOT going to miss when I leave Bali:

Transport?
Manicure?
Braid your hair?
Where are you from?
Where are you going?

This last one, where are you going? has actually become amusing. At home no one cares where you’re going but here everyone from the bellboy to the waiter, to the man on the street wants to know where you’re going. This is the only island where everyone knows where you are at all times!!!