How I ended up spending one month in Bali
Growing up travelling was never really a big thing in my small family. We enjoyed spending summers at home lounging by our pool, in our enchanting garden. Only when I was in high school was I introduced to the potential of global travel when my mom started travelling for work to places that always seemed so out of grasp. She would get home from month long business trips and share her photos and story’s and I just remember being absolutely mesmerised by how different everything seemed. How could anywhere be so different from home? I knew that these were places I wanted to see and experience for myself one day and so the travel bug was sparked.
The first time I got to travel abroad I was 21 and it was a gift to me for my birthday from my mom. France was breathtaking, from the romantic feeling in Paris, roaming the streets in Cannes and the dreamy lavish lifestyle of Monte Carlo. Fast forward to the next trip 4 years later, my first self funded trip to the city of dreams - New York City, with a few days in London on the way through, a conference in Boston and one day in Salem.
Travel is the only goal I can remember ever having for the last 10 years and I’ve made the conscious decision its about time to get on it. That brings you all right up to speed on where I am now. As I write this i’m sitting in Hubud, a coworking space in Ubud Bali and life has never felt quite as wide open. Crazy right? How quickly your circumstances can change if you just make a conscious decision and put yourself in a new environment. I admire so many people who travel and live this free lifestyle and sitting on the side lines watching them is not where I want to be.
I suffer from fairly bad anxiety bought about by past traumatic experiences. It got to a point where last year I was not in a good place. I was putting an impossible amount of pressure on myself and blocking out new experiences and forming new connections. Not the me I knew and loved.
Booking this month long trip to Bali is probably the scariest thing I’ve ever done. Completely out of my safety bubble being in a country where I know no one and having to live with 10 complete strangers for a month. But I can already tell its the best decision I could have made at this point in my life. Im naturally the kind of person who gets along with anyone, who likes to try anything adventurous and is completely self sufficient and the anxiety just smothered that for a while. Making the choice to not let it get the best of me gives me the upper hand.
Im remembering how much I love to meet new people, to hear their stories of how they came to be the way they are. To hop on a scooter at 5am with strangers to watch a sunrise, to grab a surf board and paddle out to sea (Even if I didn’t attempt to stand haha!).
Im looking forward to the next three weeks of just being me and letting the amazingly positive energy that Bali has just flow through me. Learning so much from the other people at Find Your Pack (Go check out their page if looking for a month long adventure with like minded people and need a stepping stone into solo travel) and forming as many authentic connections as possible. This last week has also cemented the decision that I need to find a way to be able to fund my travels for the next foreseeable few years so I can see a lot more of what the world has to offer.
Rambling over ;) Next blog post will be a lot less of me and a lot of tips of where to stay, what to do and where to eat in Ubud :)