it should be updated like a blog. Like every other day. Not every other month. It’s not like I’m to busy for you guys it’s just that I’m way to lazy for this kind of commitment at the moment.
Anyway this morning I decided to have sleep in because it’s been a bit like a flat ocean situation and it’s also been raining lots (and when it’s raining in the kampung we sleep). So was I surprised at all that in the middle of my sleep in I get woken up by a sound like someone is dropping bombs but not really bombs? No because at 6am on a rainy morning is when we harvest the coconuts. It’s a bit contradictory so maybe it was a dream?
I really like stories about people living their passions, doing this life thing their own way and here is one more for the collection. If you have 20 minutes or so to spare check out the documentary of Liz Clark produced by Patagonia, it’s about her travels sailing around the world chasing waves and solitude. Trying to live a life in harmony with nature. Be inspired. I am.
No there’s actually no problems. At all. Maybe it’s not super ergonomically correct to work from a hammock. Could also be that it’s not super productive. But I cannot care less, life is way to good. Waves are fun again and in a few hours I’m going to watch the WSL show go down in Hawaii. Stay kind kids <3
When does a joke get boring? Could it ever happen? Or does it just become more funny the more times you hear it? So yes Mandy is in the village and her name is Mandy. Nice name you might be thinking and you are very right. But yes what Mandy’s parents did not think about is that it’s the same as mandi in indonesian which translates to having a shower or a bath and this is where it becomes oh so funny… I now get to hear this amazing joke 10 times a day. “Mandy – sudah mandi? (translates to Mandy did you shower already)” or “Mandy – belum mandi? (or not yet)” and sometimes it gets really creative like “Hello Miss Shower” 🙂 I think that’s my favorite. And now I have to leave you guys because I’m going for a surf with my friend Miss Shower… I can see you smiling to!
It’s not all surf, sunshine and a bit of work you know. Living the tropical dream also comes with some serious health hazards. Like today the neighbors of my usual office are burning plastic not at all an uncommon occurrence here. Where I come from when black smoke are coming at you like this you’re told to go inside, close windows and doors and turn on your radio for updates. Here – not so much, just go about your business. Try not to inhale to deep for an hour or so.
Small things that leads to something new and unexpected. A familiar face I hadn’t seen for a while came back. I should go say hello and see why we’re meeting again, what did we miss the first time? Maybe nothing, you never know. It’s nice to have the time to slow down and see things more clear. I can take the time because I have no where else to be, we should live like this all the time. So we start to practice together – I love moving together, the dynamics of a group. Then more people came to join, and then some more. I looked so close at my own fear and judgment and I realized that it was all mine. Mine to keep, learn from, let go off or whatever I choose.