I’ve been a little lax on the whole blogging front over the last few months. It’s not that I don’t have a million and five things to share, in fact, that’s half the problem. Sometimes it’s hard to just do, especially when you’re living on tropical island time, unsure what day of the week it is (*dodges virtual punches*)
Excuses out the way, I thought I’d start with a little life update. Having spent two months in Australia (where I was busy googling visa requirements) and a month on the road around NZ in the Crap Van, I am now in Indonesia.
Bali is one of my favourite places so it’s been a joy to spend the last month exploring some new parts and some old favourites, before island hopping over to the Gilis, where I’m currently sat on a beanbag in the midday sun on a break between dives.
That’s probably the most significant update: I’m now an advanced certified scuba diver! I’ve definitely kindled a new, exciting and bloody expensive hobby. Swimming with sea turtles has been a life long dream and I’ve seen so many over the last two weeks I’ve lost count.
Less fortunately, the months of sun, sea water and chlorine has taken it’s toll and (according to a since blocked – kidding – follower) I now resemble Worsel Gummage. How times have changed: where in the not too distant past I used professional shampoos and luxury shower gels, I’m now dousing my hair in apple cider vinegar and showering with Dettol body wash. Yes, Dettol actually make shower gel. Yes, it smells like toilet cleaner.
Perhaps most importantly though: I’ve decided not to come home. Ever.
Okay, that’s not strictly true but it is tempting. Originally the intention was always to be back in the UK by the end of August (making it an 8 month trip) but we’ve made the decision to stay until mid-November instead. This is a period in my life I want to hang on to for as long as possible and I’m relishing the luxury of being able to not only visit lots of places, but actually spend a sustained length of time ‘living’ in them too.
Sounds like an easy decision, but it really wasn’t. The sacrifice is that I’ll be missing my beautiful friend’s wedding in September. I battled back and forth with myself for a while because I really want to be there to support her and her husband (to be!) In the end, I just rang her up and after confirmation that no, she didn’t hate me, and yes, we could dress up and do a re-enactment and cry over the video and photos, I knew I’d made the right decision. It also reminded me why I’m friends with the kind of brilliant person who told me I’d be mad not to stay. I always thought that being a guest at her wedding – an invite I’d been totally honoured to receive – was a sign of our friendship, but actually this felt even more of one.
So what next? Well, after giving our passports and a wad of cash to a stranger on a moped and watching him ride off into the sunset (literally), I’ve now got a two month Indo visa.
We’ll be heading back to Bali tomorrow where I’m really looking forward to kicking back and chilling out for a bit. The last few weeks have been fantastic, but with 9 dives across 4 days they’ve been pretty tiring too. I’ll be spending some time in Canggu, Seminyak, Ubud and hopping over to Nusa Lembongan to explore the islands and dive off of Penida.
After that? Singapore! I loved it last time and enjoyed proving you can explore this bouji, cosmopolitan city on a backpackers budget. This time I’ll be working with a hotel client and am really looking forward to experiencing and sharing the slightly more decadent side.
OH!! I almost forgot. Last week I was shortlisted for Blogosphere’s Travel Influencer of the Year 2019. I KNOW! If you’d like to take a minute to vote for me here I’ll love you forever and buy you a piña colada.