I must say, this is probably the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid eyes on:
After flying to Bali & my laptop dying one hour into a 3.5 hour flight, there was no way I could travel Europe on 6 hour trains with my old laptop so I thought I’d treat myself to an early Christmas present 🙂
Here are some photos of Bali, where I went, what I ate etc
Sky garden, Kuta
2 shots for $2
Feel so rich in Bali!
The Legian Hotel, on the beach
Ocean 27 where you sit in water
Double Six Nightclub for Paradise in Bali Festival
Cocoon, Seminyak Beach
Here’s some pictures of where I stayed in Bali last week:
I wonder if everyone gets like this? When you meet someone, your future plans change & you think about when you’ll see them again. You start to prioritise what was once top of the list & you try to make room for the new ideas.
Situations in life come up & life changes course. Before I went to NZ, I wanted to study politics. After the trip, it made me realise I won’t settle in one place so I need to study something that is universal. Talking to a good friend, discussing our house building process, something made me realise that property valuation is for me. It all finally made sense. I’ve never been so certain about a decision in my life. 8 months later, I’m still as sure as ever about my future study. Knowing what I’ll be doing for the next 3 years is a good feeling. I even went a step further & planned on moving to Europe after my degree but that decision is still up in the air, who knows what will happen over the next 3 years. Who knows what will even happen after I get back from Europe in February.
Weekend just gone, I hung out with some amazing people that once again, made me consider new possibilities. I have all these travel plans & they made me consider changing the priorities that they’re in. Traveling & meeting travelers always does this. I’m a little nervous about 2 & a half months traveling end of this year because who knows what I’ll discover about myself & who knows how that’ll change me. I guess I’m scared of my future plans changing again but that’s life right?
The countdown is on. Exactly 4 weeks until I fly out.