A few months ago - as in right around the time I made this grand proclamation - I saw the above photo in my instagram feed. A sweet little bungalow in Ubud, Bali.
In my head I had one thought:
I have been talking about going to Bali for just about my entire life. My Mom visited Bali a few times when I was just a little girl and brought back tons of stuff. As I sit here typing and I look around the living room I see a stack of Balinese baskets, a Balinese carving and a Batik throw pillow.
When I knew that I wouldn't have an apartment lined up for myself for the month of October and November I knew it was time. Time to book some tickets.
My plan was to travel through Bali and Thailand. Two dreamy, long time put off, destinations.
In July I headed up to BC, where I visited some cousins and drove golf carts. My Girl Cousin said, 'I'm going to Nepal in October'! ...and I said, 'ohmygodi'mgoingwithyou'.
Then, before I knew it, I'd booked myself a ticket to Bali and Nepal. Mostly because I knew that if I didn't just make it happen, it would never happen. It's official. I'll be splitting the month of October in Ubud, Bali and Kathmandu, Nepal.
I leave next week and should be over the moon excited but, I spend a pretty big part of my day thinking, 'oh boy. have you bitten off more than you can chew?' and then I think, 'nope, you're gonna be fine...' and then, I wander over to my packed suitcase and paw through things. For the record, Bali and Nepal require drastically different outfits.
Being without a 'home base' is just as challenging as I expected it to be - it's also just as liberating. It lends to a fair amount of chaos and upheaval - it also creates a fair amount of opportunity. It spawns adventure - which was exactly what I was looking for.
Bali! Nepal! Nomad! Adventure! Yippeeeeee!
for the record the inspirational photo isn't where I'll be staying....it just got the ball rolling...