So I’m on an island just a few kilometers north of Java/Indonesia, white beaches and swimming pool like water. And yes I know we have a problem with plastic. Like I’ve seen the pictures of the plastic island floating around my social media many times. But I guess it’s like a difference to know and to see for ourselves. This makes it so more real. So I went on a snorkeling trip and ended up just collecting plastic from the ocean instead. So much plastic floating around and then look the other way – the most amazing ocean, corals and animal life. I feel so sad – where did we go so wrong? What can I do to help? This is my favorite playground, I spend so much time in the ocean and I am so extremely grateful for it. So from now I will try even harder to be a responsible traveler and eliminate the plastic I buy and use. But what more can I do? I mean there’s so many things gone wrong that need to change, like when I finish my snorkel my guide who also collected many many plastics hands me a single use tiny plastic water with a straw to drink 🙁 And on the pic above it’s batteries that I found sitting on the coral, and I couldn’t even get them all because some where jammed in the coral, seriously – what the fuck 🙁
It was so bright when I woke up today and I couldn’t figure out why. Maybe the first light is just earlier and earlier I thought. Then I paddled around the corner and looked back at the full moon sitting high up shining so bright. Small pieces of nature, 10/10 and won’t cost anything. Happy me, today will be a good day 😉
It’s like a distant dream those months I spent in the village. I arrived on a Wednesday morning, it’s trickling rain and I feel I’m in a ghost town. There is no one around, nothing is open and I’m probably really hungry. Everyone is sleeping and I walk around ‘town’, seriously town is maybe just a street or two if you feel generous. I had no idea what was coming for me back then, what this sleepy village had in store for me, the lessons to learn and the love and kindness waiting to hit me straight in the heart.
Hello hello to you little forgotten blog, I think I got stuck somewhere in transit between one destination and the other. Then there was a reminder the other night that sometimes it’s nice to share so let’s see. I started this year off so so nice, I keep forgetting how blessed I am. So I finally ran out of excuses (no full time job commitments or lack of time) to sit Vipassana so pretty much the first thing I did this year was to spend 10 days in silence. Away from social media, my iPhone, internet, news, books all of it was traded for 10 days of disciplined meditation practice. The hardest work I’ve ever put into anything but in return a very powerful experience. I’m mind blown by this practice and tradition, so beautiful. I always did my best to hide from meditation I guess just being to lazy to make an effort but this course made a huge change.
Changing continents and changing life (or at least life style). So easy to get into the groove of just surfing, eating, some sleep, and then all over again! Local boys did this cute edit the other day 🙂 Two more months of this is on the agenda!
Hello hello, next week I’m off to my favorite surf destination once again, and this time I decided to apply for a 60 day visa with the Indonesian Embassy in Sydney before I left to save me at least one painful visa extension. Most travelers are eligible for a 30 day visa on arrival which is free and non extendable upon arrival. If you feel like you might stay a bit longer it might be worth applying for the 60 day visa before leaving. Here is what you need to know.
You need to print and fill out the application and attach a photo of yourself. Then take your application together with your passport, a printed itinerary (including return ticket), recent bank statement and if needed proof of Australian residency and make the trip to the embassy in Maroubra (if you’re in Sydney) between 10 – 12 AM to hand in your application over the counter and you pay the $70 fee via EFTPOS. To easy they tell you to come back 3 days later after 2 PM and pick up the passport with your new 60 day visa and you have 90 days to enter Indonesia. Let’s go surfing 🙂
I always come back it’s way to good not to. Easter holidays this time, I’ve surfed so much the last two weeks. It’s been so good I’m grateful for all the waves, sunrises, creativity, laughs, the people, new and old friends. Surfing in torrential rain and heavy thunderstorms. Waking up in the middle of the night by a shaking earth. Being so close to nature. The rhythm of live. Practicing yoga on my porch in the tropics, body and muscles so warm. Aduh! Thank you universe! Landed back in Sydney this morning feeling I’m in a bubble.
Aduh! I’ve been dawn patrolling my local beach lots lately but always in my heart I miss this one 🙂
So my last two months or so on the road was on my own. I always think that I’d rather travel on my own than not at all so I guess for me the choice has always been easy. And I’ve done it so many times now. I have friends spread out everywhere and alone is never really alone. But some people you meet has this misconception of solo travelers like the German guys telling me “oh you travel alone you must read so many books” or “but you must know someone there (when I talk about where I’m going next)”. Well I read because I like it no matter if I’m on my own or not. Alone does not equal lonely. I’m lucky because I don’t mind my own company but you meet people all the time when you travel. You don’t have to sit on your own reading unless you want to and you can go somewhere you don’t know people because everyone wants to be your friend.
It’s also nice to be your own person, don’t get me wrong I love traveling with Pax or with friends. It’s amazing to have someone to share all those moments with or to have someone just keep an eye on your bag when you have to go to the toilet at that busy train station. But traveling solo makes you step out of that comfort zone more and people treat you differently to. Suddenly you’re not just 50% of that couple or one of those European girls or whatever your crew happens to be. You get to be 100% yourself and all those connections you make are yours. And the last two months I’ve made a lot of those and I’m so stoked about it, especially all the cool solo female travelers that’s come my way and I know we’ll share travels together again. Lots of love 🙂
I’m back in Indonesia (oh ja again) and last week me and this super awesome fantastic cool crew went for a surf trip to the jungle. Three girls, one rasta man, tropical waters, empty reef breaks, fun peeling waves with just us on it, camping in the jungle, trips to magic caves, nasi gorengs, mangoes and bloody white coffee. I’m so happy and all surfed out but ready to go back again ha ha. I’ve had the time of my life 🙂 Thank you Ulrikke, Silke and Maruf, you’re all legends let’s do it all again soon!
Some go pro clips from earlier this year. Will be more of this soon – tomorrow I leave for Indonesia (again). Hello tropical water.
So Pax is away doing family things in New Zealand while I have a very awesome super cool visit from Sydney – Sofia is here enjoying some tropical waters, chillaxing, waves and gado-gados.
Some fun waves with the girls this morning 🙂
Got some fun waves on my boy Portas on our last day in Medewi. We had it all to ourselves for about 40min, till the pro tour come out (haha).. The last 2 days were the best super fun and bigger but today was the only day we got photos 🙂 IT was fun surfing with the Ports over the week, next time i hope we have a month or two … 🙂
Got a little over confident the late take off 🙁
So I spent the last 30 hours in bed with a fever looking something like this (photo below – not above) and feeling extremely sorry for myself 😉
When life finally came back to me we thought it would be a good idea to do one of those romantic getaway trips you know. Go to Ubud get our chakras in shape and just chill out for a few days until we head back to Java. For you guys who don’t spend a lot of time in Bali, Ubud is the holistic, yoga, wellbeing and hippy mecca of Bali. It’s usually quite cool but this time he he well we stayed a night and decided to come back to the coast 🙂
This place where we stayed looks really cool and it was just that it was pricy for us (but it was like the 5th place we looked at and I was just to tired to keep looking ha) and there was a not a proper wall to the room next door – so much for the romance – ha (again). Like just a divider and a curtain, water in the toilet not working properly and yeah well.
Nice and purple I’m happy to be back on my feet again 🙂
Oh well my flight back from Perth couldn’t land in Bali because of the ashes from the volcano. So I ended up in Surabaya for the night which was ahhh interesting. A lot of upset people being quite rude (shame on you’s) to the Air Asia staff that did such an awesome job organising transport and accommodation for all the 200+ passengers. The next morning there was still no news on when the airport might re-open so I decided to get on a domestic flight down to Banyuwangi and then travel overland back to Bali. This was a brilliant idea until I rocked up at the airport in Surabaya again just to find out that the airport in Banyuwangi was also closed… due to the ashes. After a bit of hassle getting a ticket refund (I was quite stoked getting the last seat on this flight an hour earlier) me an a kiwi girl decided to get a transport down to Banyuwangi instead of waiting around for airports to open. Oh yeah what didn’t go wrong? It took us two hours to leave Surabaya going back and forward to the airport picking up people and luggage being dropped on the road and picking more people up. Then the van broke down in the middle of the night when heading for the ferry and we ended up spending an hour at the mechanics (lot’s of love to Indo where you can actually find a mechanic at that time). About 18 hours since I left Surabaya I was finally dropped off in Medewi to catch up with the guys again. So happy 🙂
Some pics from last weekends swell below. There’s supposed to be the biggest swell since 2013 hitting Indonesia over the weekend, should be interesting 🙂
Took the scooty for a trip to Watu Karung to have a coffee and look at the waves (Watu Karung is the spot for the surfers that’s on the pro tour (the wanna be pro tour), it’s a heavy barrel on a reef and we have some swell so thought it would be good to have a look). So we get there and there’s just one girl out there while the rest of the pro’s are sitting at the little warung having coffee contemplating about maybe going out 🙂 Then another girl paddles out and her first wave is a double barrel – we love watching the girls rip! After that the pro’s got their act together and made a move for the waves.
No more mellow rights for us – we decided to make a move and ended up in Pacitan. I’ve been tricked back into surfing left waves again it seems but who cares when it’s this much fun? Just me and one more guy out this morning – I’m so stoked 🙂 Pax is stuck on the beach until tomorrow because of an ear infection…aduhhh what to do. We got some antibiotics and painkillers from the doctor in Cijulang but the ear was to swollen to look into but hopefully we’ll get it sorted here tomorrow.
After the green canyon we jumped on the scooters and hit the road for about 30 minuets to find the green valley (easy when you have a guide). But first things first FOOD FOOD FOOD. A little lunch stop and everyone started to feel a lot more happier, even our guide started to talk & move his hangover must have started to get a little bit better. The green Valley is a very cool place, it has a big cave that you can swim into that gets very dark, so dark you (ME) might get a little scared if you swim in to fare. There is also some tree roots you can climb up to ledge, that you can jump from if you like that kind of thing.. If you don’t think the green valley is that cool I have saved the best till last. It has a waterfall that you can jump off, then you can swim under the waterfall into a little cave, just like in the movies. On the way home we stopped for a photo or 10 but to top it all off we got to go over a bamboo bridge, that can only hold one scooter at a time. So i was hopping all the pancakes I have been eating was not going to make me to heavy and make us end up in the river…
FOOD FOOD FOOD The guide alive at last The cave and the jump spot
Inside the cave
The waterfall from the top The bottom
Inside the waterfall
The jump rope Road trippers 1 & 2 The bamboo bridge The home stretch thank god – It was a long day 🙂 🙂 🙂