I’ve had even more adventures than I could have imagined in my last few weeks in Gili Air. However, most of them haven’t been here in Gili at all. I’ve been venturing out to the mainland on both sides.
I’d like to talk about preferences. And more importantly, food preferences.
Whenever I’m out to eat, which is most nights of the week, there is inevitably one person that asks me why I choose to be vegan. It’s, really, harmless question, but it invites a long discussion about why I am choosing to put, or not put, certain foods into my body. Which is, honestly, no one’s goddamn business but my own.
I taught a really powerful yoga class the other morning. Ironically it was a power yoga class. Power yoga is a vinyasa style class with a few strengthening exercises thrown in there. I really enjoy these classes. The energy needs to be built up quite high so that everyone feels like they can push through it and get there.
This may be the longest I’ve gone between blog posts since I started Mermaid Yoga Adventures, and for that, I apologise. I think that I have found that since I am living in Nusa Lembongan now, my little island, that I have no adventures to share with you all.
I’ll be honest, this is going to be a bit of a hard post to
I’ve found it really hard to be here actually.
I’m still in Nusa Lembongan, but I leave tomorrow for Bali and then I fly to Cambodia.
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My plans have changed pretty drastically. I’m not in Phillipines at all.
I’m on an island called Nusa Lembongan – and yes, I struggle every time I say it. It does not roll off the tongue at all. In fact, I found myself just saying “the island” just to avoid attempting to say it and sound like an idiot.
So I made it back to Bali with such a little trouble, it’s like I’m meant to be here.
I was worried about a few things getting here; we woke up late to get to the airport (not a problem), my bag was overweight (didn’t even notice), the asshole in Myanmar cancelled my visa (got my passport stamped and left), and my phone died which meant I couldn’t contact my driver at the airport (his phone had died as well so he just had a little sign). It all worked out very well!
I can safely say that I have found a home.
Don’t get me wrong, travelling is a lot of fun. But there’s something about being in a private room, for one, and being able to really unpack your bag and settle down. It feels like I have a little more purpose now.
So after all my shit luck with Dengue Fever not-fun times, it was time for me to get the eff out of Thailand. Thailand only has 30 day visa’s so I had exhausted my efforts here. I know I’ll be back to go to the mainland as I didn’t do anything on the mainland in the last month. Island life, right?!