So I’ve been in Bali 12 days and we know the drill by now. What have I learnt?
A) Don’t get a massage when your bladder is full.
B) Moped riding really isn’t my thing-a-ling.
C) Bali Belly is the single most ickiest illness I’ve EVER had.
D) Putting your mind in neutral is a must when eating out and ordering.
C) Embrace the Bali flow.
Ok, so yes shoot me. I haven’t revamped the blog yet or kept up with week by week posting about my adventures. The audacity of it! Let’s be frank, I’ve kinda had some stuff going on. You know what with moving half way across the world, getting acquainted with an entirely new culture and settling in.
But hey look I’m here now; let’s get on with it.
So, Bali how is it Jessiny?
It’s so rich with culture, the people I’ve encountered so far have been nothing but kind and accommodating. The artwork, temples and sculptures are mesmerizing. Ubud market is basically a manifestation of my Pinterest boards and I’m still trying to get to grips with how cheap most things are!
So what have I got up to?
Quite a bit really.
I swam under my first ever waterfall!!!
I have realised that I 100% should leave moped riding to the locals and those expats brave enough to jet about on them. Me, well I rode one into a wall and a flowerpot within the first three seconds of getting on one on my first day…Ooops!
I’ve been and made my own deathly hallows pendant, had a little boogie at a reggae night with a couple locals I met, chilled with the monkeys at the monkey forest and experienced waves like no other on a rather rough trip back from a gorgeous island called Gili Trawangan.
On the whole Bali is definitely a place where I can see myself settling for a while. Do you know how amazing it is to walk around and just feel accepted? No one cares what colour my hair is, how many piercings I have or if I dress like a rainbow. There are so many people here with their own individual style that no one bats an eyelid. I have yet to feel judged like I felt back in Cornwall. I have had more genuine conversations with people here in the first 10 days than I did in my first six months of living down south. People here take the time to talk to you. They are interested about your life. They don’t turn their noses up when they find out where you’ve grown up. It’s just refreshing to be able to meet so many like-minded people.
With all the positivity does come difficulties but let’s get real for a second; I’ve completely changed my life and tried to set foundations in a new place. It won’t all be plain sailing and coconut sipping. I’m entitled to the rollercoaster of emotions I feel on a daily basis.
I’m still figuring out how to process all these emotions at once. I mean ‘process’ listen to me, that’s my pragmatic brain having her say! Why do I need to process it. Why can’t I just let myself feel it and ride with it? It’s not a moped after all, the only walls I’ll crash into here are the ones I create myself.
As difficult as it is for me to realise, I don’t always have to control everything that happens to me. In the past I have, as a defence mechanism but this isn’t the past. It’s my future and if I keep holding on to what was I won’t end up anywhere but back where I started.
I must approach this entire new chapter as an adventure. I’ve done it. I had a crazy idea to move half way accross the world and I’ve seen it through. Yes, my cash flow causes me anxiety and my lack of plan gives me the heebie jeebies, BUT IT’S GOOD FOR ME!
“Jessiny, this Bali adventure is just what you need. You are no longer ‘wasting your twenties’, you’ve done a brave thing embrace it.”
I don’t know where I’m going.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
But I know where I want to be.
Healthy, happy and successful in my career.
Everything else can just fall into place around that.