My brother and I ditched winter for a Bali Christmas of surf, sun, and spicy nasi goreng. Between waves, we took a rotor plane to Sumbawa—a tiny island with monkey-filled golf courses and wild, unpredictable storms. One minute we’re watching monkeys steal golf balls; the next, we’re soaked in tropical rain. We wrapped up New Year’s on Bali’s shores with new friends and endless waves—a holiday escape with just the right amount of chaos.
