After a week straight of rain in Amsterdam, I decided that if the sun wasn’t going to find me, I was going to find it. Continue reading
Are not the worst.
Especially with a cosy place to read and a new-old copy of your favorite book.
This week I got to live a big travel dream of mine by following in the footsteps of George Seurat, the inspiration for my favorite musical of all time Sunday in the Park with George. I visited La Grande Jatte, where Seurat completed many initial drawings that became the groundwork for the painting. I also visited Père Lachaise Cemetery where Seurat is buried alongside his family.
I’m not a music festival person, and I only agreed to this one because it was on a beach. It turned out to be a really fun day and not as crazy as I thought it would be!
I love running in this city! It is flat, which is a huge bonus for my knees. Although I am convinced that I will be pummeled over by a bicycle one of these days.
Before I left New York, I had a goal of saving $18,000 for my six-month to one-year trip. But I only made it to $14,000. I should have saved more, since I was working at least 80 hours a week, but I struggled. Because of the anxiety that came with an office job that made me want to jump out a window and working two additional jobs, I spent the little shreds of my free time meeting up with friends for drinks or dinner (or drunk brunch, of course). On days that I wasn’t with friends, I would go back to my apartment with a $10 bottle of wine and $15 worth of sushi. I spent hundreds, if not thousands, of dollars on comfort eating and drinking before I left.
So, I knew when I came to New Zealand, that I was going to have to work.
I have been in New Zealand for over three months now and, overall, I am loving my adventure here. It is an adventure that poses an entirely different challenges from the ones I had in Southeast Asia. Buying a car, learning to drive on the left side of the road, and spending my days looking for paid work are just a few of the hurdles I’ve had to overcome. Now, I can say that I have done these things. I have my beautiful (if a little slow) van, Minerva.
After nearly five months in Asia, I made it to Middle Earth New Zealand!
I applied for my one-year working holiday visa online and bought a plane ticket and now I am in the land of Hobbits (and elves and wizards).
Had I known I would get a wicked cold after hiking Mount Rinjani, I probably would not have agreed to go taking a three-day boat trip from Lombok to Flores.
Things a person does not want to do when they are sick:
- Not shower for four days
- Sleep on a plastic mat without any blankets on a boat floor
- Be stuck in the scorching Indonesia sun without any possibility of aircon
I have always considered myself a solo traveler. Solo traveling is easier and better for me. I can go where I want to go when I want to go and not have to worry about stepping on anyone’s toes. If I’m cranky, I don’t have to worry that I will snap at someone (a common issue at home)–I can just curl up in bed and watch TV or go take a walk alone until I feel better.
I have heard many stories of people who traveled with their friends from home and how the trip nearly destroyed their relationship.
So, I decided to always remain a solo traveler. I would travel with someone I met in a hostel for a couple of days or even a week at a time and then I could say goodbye before I had a chance to get sick of them or vice versa. For the first month and a half I was traveling, this method worked well for me. I met many awesome people who I’m now proud to call friends.
My solo traveling adventure was going beautifully.
Then I met Sophie.