Wooow so much happened since I last wrote!! Chiang Mai ended up being my favorite place in Thailand, and as much as we tried we just couldn't leave! I think we ended up staying 8 or 9 days in total? In addition to the cooking class and elephant training. we did a 2 day/1 night "trek" (jungle hike) and stayed in a bamboo hut with 7 other people who we ended up getting really close with. 4 of the Irish guys went and a girl from Wales, one from England, and one from Denmark. The crew was amazing and we had more fun than I could have thought.
We had 2 guides, one of which was the most hard core mountain man I have ever met in my life. He was leading us around in full camo, was carrying around a musket, barely spoke english, and was probably like 60 years old but could make anything out of bamboo. He even sewed up one girls backpack when it broke with bamboo thread he made on the spot. Talk about a badass.
While we were hiking there on the first day one of the Thai guides asked if we wanted to have them buy a pig from the local town and have a pig roast for dinner. I laughed; obviously they were joking, doesn't it take days to cook a pig or something like that?
No, they certainly were not joking. We were busy chopping and cooking the rest of dinner at camp when they brough a LIVE pig, our very own Wilbur, in a cloth sack and with him slung over mountain man's shoulder asked who wanted to kill it. Montana and I stayed inside and plugged our ears but could still hear the squeals of Wilbur as Gerry from Ireland knocked his head in with a wooden plank. And here's the shocker... me, Maggie Fitzgerald, ex-vegan and vegetarian, ate some of it. And it was frickin' amazing. I know I'm being graphic and gross here, but the point is, this is how people in Thailand live and have lived for centuries. As much as I wanted to cry when I heard this whole thing going down, I had to realize that people up in the hills of Thailand don't have the luxury of running to costco and getting enough perfectly-packages, somewhat guilt-free pork to feed a village. And once we Westerners picked off the good meat, some men and women from the village came over and ate the rest. I mean everything. Waste not!
The next day we had a pretty hard hike, but swam in a waterfall and went bamboo rafting, which is basically standing on long narrow flat rafts made of bamboo and having water fights. Like my brother said, much of my time in Thailand was basically a big water fight. And that's why it was awesome!
After that we stayed in Chiang Mai for a couple more days, fully intending to leave each morning we woke up and just not being able to leave our new friends and amazingly cheap and nice hotel. When we finally left, we went to Sukothai for a day, rented bikes and rode around seeing the ruins of the ancient city, it's many temples and Buddha statues. It was good but a bit lonely; there wasn't really anyone staying at our hotel. So we decided after that to head straight for the backpacker's heart of Bangkok, Khao San road. This place was insane, I mean people everywhere, food vendors, hawkers, beggers, at every hour of the day or night. People drinking cheap wiskey (Sang Som) out of plastic buckets, a la full moon party, all hours of the day. We, however, spend much time by our hotel's rooftop pool to avoid the chaos (though it was a bit chaotic up there too, as many other people had the same idea). The first night we ran into two of the girls we met in Chiang Mai and spend much of the rest of our time in Bangkok hanging out with them, which was soooo good, especially after being so sad to leave them in Chiang Mai!
That's a weird, bittersweet thing about travelling: Some of my favorite memories have been making new friends from all over the world, and some of my saddest times have been leaving a group of people and being on your own again. When you're travelling, I feel like friendships form so much faster and stronger than in "real life." Backpackers have similar mindsets, and I would say in general are extrememly outgoing and willing to step out of their comfort zones. Also, so many people are travelling on their own that everyone is constantly trying to meet people. Therefore, you form bonds in a matter of days with people from all corners of the world, and when you leave them it's so easy to say "I'll be coming to [insert country here] soon and we will get together!!!" Then you are facebook friends, tag each other in photos to remember the good times, but in reality it's highly unlikely you will ever see these people again. It's not being cynical, it's being realistic. So it's important to just take what you can from the friendships you form and try to learn as much as you can about yourself and other people in the process. Or at least that's how I'm looking at it now.
Leaving Bangkok was weird; I'd only been in Thailand for a little over 3 weeks but it felt like sooo much longer. It's definitiely one of my favorite countries I have ever been to, and I know that I will be back someday... hopefully sooner rather than later!
Yesterday morning we flew into Hanoi, Vietnam early early. One word to describe Hanoi and my experience with Vietnam so far in general: Hectic. No one really speaks English, and don't even get me started on the driving. I though Italian drivers were dangerous until I went to Guatemala; I though Guatemalans were reckless until I went to Thailand; and I though Thai drivers were mad until I came to Vietnam. It literally took me 30 minutes to cross a street this morning. THIRTY MINUTES. That was a bad moment. Followed by a good moment: Finally reaching the Vietnamese Fine Art Museum, where I was virtually all alone among some really breathtaking artwork (the laquer paintings were my favorite; you don't see a lot of that in the West and it's quite beautiful). Followed by more bad moments: being heckled by motorbike taxi drivers my entire walk back. Followed by good moments: sitting and having an amazing Vietnamese coffee (rich coffee with condensed sweetened milk added; heavennnnnn!) overlooking Hoan Kiem Lake with the beautiful Ngoc Son Temple on an island in the middle.
Also, I have never been to a place where I am so much of a spectacle to the local people. In Thailand being white and blonde didn't feel weird because everywhere I went people were so used to tourists. In Hanoi, there are backpackers, sure, but not even a fraction of the amount you see in major Thai cities. My blonde hair makes me stick out like a sore thumb. Children stare like crazy. I was in the airport reading a book minding my own busines and did not even notice a man come sit next to me while his friend took a photo of us until after it happened. I was creeped out until I realized that I'm just plain weird looking to thse people.
Today when I was walking around I had several Vietnamese women smile hugely and say "welcome to Vietnam!!!" Well, they only say that because I'm putting on the facade that I am from Canada. I know, I know, it's stupid, but you should see the looks Montana and I have gotten from travellers when we say we are Americans travelling in Vietnam. It's like a "ohhhh, awkward for you" pained expression on their faces. I've had plenty of Americans tell me they never had trouble with the Vietnamese people while travelling here, a few even said that they were told "don't worry, we don't hate you!" But I've also had an Australian say he was harassed badly in Vietnam for being from Oz, since they occipied Vietnam during the war. If Australians are harassed, I can't help but wonder how some people still feel about Americans. And honestly, who can blame them? I am only going to be in Ho Chi Minh city for about 8 hours, but the one thing I realy want to see is the war remnents museum. I was never properly taught about the Vietnam war in school, I don't know if that's my experience or the experience of most Americans of my generation. I have heard the museum is hugely biased, as one would expect, but I am trying to educate myself about what really went down.
I'm reading a book right now called "Last Night I Dreamed of Peace," which is the actual diary of a young Vietnamese woman who was a medic in the field during the war, and died when her clinic was bombed by American troops. It's one of the best selling books in Vietnam, and has been called the nation's "Diary of Anne Frank." It's powerful stuff, that's for sure; I can only stomach a little bit at a time so I probably won't even finish before I leave.
Tomorrow we are going to do a 2 day/1 night cruise on Halong Bay. I've heard of people who have done it and loved it. We get to swim, cave kayak, look at the beautiful scenery, and it's pretty much just backpackers our age who go which will be fun. After that, it's half a day in Ho Chi Minh City, then on my way home!!! I am getting excited to go home, but am certainly going to make the best of my last days here. Hopfully will get another chance to update before I head home! Maybe during one of my 2 massive layovers, ughhh......
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Elephant pics
I will write a big update on the wonderful Chiang Mai soon, but just wanted to post these photos from our day hanging with elephants. Enjoy!
http://www.woodyelephanttraining.com/blog/photo-gallery/?shashin_album_key=205
http://www.woodyelephanttraining.com/blog/photo-gallery/?shashin_album_key=205
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Week 1 in Thailand
Happy Easter everyone! It's so bizzare to be in Thailand during Easter; everyone is Buddhist and there are no bunnies or egg hunts anywhere! Booo. I can't remember the last time I wasn't with my family for Easter and it's making me a bit homesick, buch such is the life of a traveller...
I've been in Thailand for a little over a week now, but it feels like it's been forever! In the past 9 days we've celebrated Songkran (Thai new year), taken 2 overnight trains and 1 overnight bus, had an all-nighter beach party at Full Moon in Ko Phangan, and basically just haven't gotten a lot of sleep.
The Full Moon Party was so much fun, we stayed in a pretty cramped dorm but got to know all of our roommates and had a blast hanging with them and meeting people from all over the world. People go a bit crazy with neon day-glo paint which does NOT come out of clothing I have discovered (oh well, lasting memories). The beach the party was on was actually gorgeous; I expected something dirty after being on the trash-laden Kuta Beach in Bali. But it was very pretty and the water was warm and clear and shallow and perfect to lay around in during the day time. We were there for 2 days, then on to another island nearby, Ko Samui, where we stayed at a nicer hotel and had a couple days of relaxing by the pool. I wish we had explored the island a bit more, but we were more than happy to lay around, and everything on the island was insanely expensive (by Thailand's standards, that is) so we figured we would save up for more adventures in the North.
After Ko Samui, we basically spent 2 days and 2 nights travelling up to Chiang Mai, with a day in between in Bangkok. Bangkok is a cool city, as I've said before, but being there for about 10 hours in between train rides isn't ideal, so we just explored a bit and then saw Scream 4. Yes, we saw Scream 4... I know it may seem a shame to some people to use that time seeing a movie, but what is better than a cold movie theatre on a hot day? Especially when you don't have a room to go back and relax in?
It's taken me a while to really get the full message of how much Thai people love their King. He is the longest reigning current king or queen in the world, and his face is everywhere: on every piece of currency (don't you dare step on a coin, or you are insulting the King), in shopping malls, billboards, on random buildings... Anyway, in the middle of the movie previews everyone around us stood up as a montage of the king with the national anthem of Thailand came on for about 3 minutes. I guess they do this before every movie in theatres. Then we were in the train station waiting for the train and at 5 o'clock a bell rang, everyone got silent and stood up, and the national anthem played again. Pretty sure it happens in the morning as well. In the states we can't even say the Pledge of Allegiance at public schools or someone will sue the school system for making their child say the "G" word. Things like this would not fly in the states, that's for sure.
We got to Chiang Mai yesterday morning after a 14 hour train ride, where we made friends with some Irish lads who we continue to run into about 12 times a day... anyway, Chiang Mai is amazinnng! It's the second biggest city in Thailand with a whopping population of 150,000 people (following Bangkok with over 9 million), has gorgeous temples everywhere including right across from our hotel, and has so much to do. The last 2 days we have wandered around a bit, and last night we met up with Katrina, our housemate from junior year who is living around here teaching English for a year. What a small world! It was great to see her and have her show us some cool places, and hear adorable and hilarious stories about the Thai kids she teaches.
Tomorrow we are taking a Thai cooking class all day, which is out of the city and we get to go to the market in the morning and pick out all the ingredients, and then make some 7 or so dishes. I can't wait! The day after that I think we are going to an elephant sanctuary, where you bathe and play with the elephants for the entire day, and they limit the number of people who go so everyone gets their own elephant to pal around with for the day. We are also going to do a trek, which is huge in Chiang Mai, and is basically like a hike in the mountains and then staying overnight (or 2 or 3 nights if you want) with a Thai hill tribe. I've heard from several people that it was their favorite thing they've done in Thailand, and a good workout to boot. Sounds good to me!
It's starting to hit me how soon I will be home... less than 3 weeks. I really don't feel like I've been gone for going on 8 months, and I know it will be a very bizzare and probably somewhat depressing transition back into the states. It's not like going abroad for a semester, where you jump right back into university for another year and a half. People keep asking what I'm going to do when I get home, and I just shrug... I know what I WANT to do, but looking for a job, a real-life CAREER job, and living at home for who knows how long(no offense mom and dad) is going to be veryyy different and probably not the most fun thing ever. I am ready to be home in many ways, but I've got the travel bug, and I've got it bad. The idea of settling into a 9-5 job that I could possibly have for years to come literally makes me sick to my stomach. But we've all got to grow up sometime, eh?
Okay, enough with the self-pity. I'm going to head to the night markets now, because I'm in Thailand and when the heck am I ever going to be in Thailand again?!?!
Cheers,
Maggie
I've been in Thailand for a little over a week now, but it feels like it's been forever! In the past 9 days we've celebrated Songkran (Thai new year), taken 2 overnight trains and 1 overnight bus, had an all-nighter beach party at Full Moon in Ko Phangan, and basically just haven't gotten a lot of sleep.
The Full Moon Party was so much fun, we stayed in a pretty cramped dorm but got to know all of our roommates and had a blast hanging with them and meeting people from all over the world. People go a bit crazy with neon day-glo paint which does NOT come out of clothing I have discovered (oh well, lasting memories). The beach the party was on was actually gorgeous; I expected something dirty after being on the trash-laden Kuta Beach in Bali. But it was very pretty and the water was warm and clear and shallow and perfect to lay around in during the day time. We were there for 2 days, then on to another island nearby, Ko Samui, where we stayed at a nicer hotel and had a couple days of relaxing by the pool. I wish we had explored the island a bit more, but we were more than happy to lay around, and everything on the island was insanely expensive (by Thailand's standards, that is) so we figured we would save up for more adventures in the North.
After Ko Samui, we basically spent 2 days and 2 nights travelling up to Chiang Mai, with a day in between in Bangkok. Bangkok is a cool city, as I've said before, but being there for about 10 hours in between train rides isn't ideal, so we just explored a bit and then saw Scream 4. Yes, we saw Scream 4... I know it may seem a shame to some people to use that time seeing a movie, but what is better than a cold movie theatre on a hot day? Especially when you don't have a room to go back and relax in?
It's taken me a while to really get the full message of how much Thai people love their King. He is the longest reigning current king or queen in the world, and his face is everywhere: on every piece of currency (don't you dare step on a coin, or you are insulting the King), in shopping malls, billboards, on random buildings... Anyway, in the middle of the movie previews everyone around us stood up as a montage of the king with the national anthem of Thailand came on for about 3 minutes. I guess they do this before every movie in theatres. Then we were in the train station waiting for the train and at 5 o'clock a bell rang, everyone got silent and stood up, and the national anthem played again. Pretty sure it happens in the morning as well. In the states we can't even say the Pledge of Allegiance at public schools or someone will sue the school system for making their child say the "G" word. Things like this would not fly in the states, that's for sure.
We got to Chiang Mai yesterday morning after a 14 hour train ride, where we made friends with some Irish lads who we continue to run into about 12 times a day... anyway, Chiang Mai is amazinnng! It's the second biggest city in Thailand with a whopping population of 150,000 people (following Bangkok with over 9 million), has gorgeous temples everywhere including right across from our hotel, and has so much to do. The last 2 days we have wandered around a bit, and last night we met up with Katrina, our housemate from junior year who is living around here teaching English for a year. What a small world! It was great to see her and have her show us some cool places, and hear adorable and hilarious stories about the Thai kids she teaches.
Tomorrow we are taking a Thai cooking class all day, which is out of the city and we get to go to the market in the morning and pick out all the ingredients, and then make some 7 or so dishes. I can't wait! The day after that I think we are going to an elephant sanctuary, where you bathe and play with the elephants for the entire day, and they limit the number of people who go so everyone gets their own elephant to pal around with for the day. We are also going to do a trek, which is huge in Chiang Mai, and is basically like a hike in the mountains and then staying overnight (or 2 or 3 nights if you want) with a Thai hill tribe. I've heard from several people that it was their favorite thing they've done in Thailand, and a good workout to boot. Sounds good to me!
It's starting to hit me how soon I will be home... less than 3 weeks. I really don't feel like I've been gone for going on 8 months, and I know it will be a very bizzare and probably somewhat depressing transition back into the states. It's not like going abroad for a semester, where you jump right back into university for another year and a half. People keep asking what I'm going to do when I get home, and I just shrug... I know what I WANT to do, but looking for a job, a real-life CAREER job, and living at home for who knows how long(no offense mom and dad) is going to be veryyy different and probably not the most fun thing ever. I am ready to be home in many ways, but I've got the travel bug, and I've got it bad. The idea of settling into a 9-5 job that I could possibly have for years to come literally makes me sick to my stomach. But we've all got to grow up sometime, eh?
Okay, enough with the self-pity. I'm going to head to the night markets now, because I'm in Thailand and when the heck am I ever going to be in Thailand again?!?!
Cheers,
Maggie
Friday, April 15, 2011
Waterfights and clay masks: welcome to Bangkok
Yesterday morning we said goodbye to Bali and took off for Bangkok. Though I did enjoy Bali and had a great time, Kuta was a bit of a dump, and I wish we had rented a car or taken a tour to see other parts of the island like the huge rice fields and isolated temples... it's hard to get out of the touristy stuff when you're just there for a bit.
We arrived in the Bangkok airport early afternoon and while waiting for a bus into the city noticed the bus company employees were running around with squirt guns and had white sunscreen looking stuff smeared across their faces. Odd, I though, but hey, this is Thailand, who am I to judge. Then we got in the bus that was covered with handprints of the white stuff, really everywhere. Hmmm... something weird is going on here. As our bus tried to make its way through the jam packed traffic of the central city we noticed more and more people running around with squirt guns, throwing buckets of water at unassuming tourists in tuk-tuks (open air taxis) and smearing what we finally figured out to be clay on each other.
We finally found out that it was the last day of the Thai new years celebrations, which last 3 days and are basically a free for all water party with food stalls everywhere and music, everything a major festival has. What an amazing time to arrive in the heart of Thailand! We were planning on catching an overnight train or bus down to Surat Thani, where we could take a ferry to Ko Pha Ngan, where the full moon party is. However, they were all full by the time we got there so we booked a cheap hostel, threw our valuables in plastic bags to bring with us and went to find the heart of the celebrations. We ended up in hordes of hundred of thousands (I've been trying to google the exact number, because I have never been surrounded by so many people in my life) of people soaking each other. As we passed people with clay in their buckets, they would gently put some on our cheeks and say "happy new year" in Thai. Thanks to my blonde hair and our dead-giveaway tourist excitement, we ended up probably the most squirt-gunned and clay painted people on the street. All was fun and games until I got clay in my contacts and had to blindly duck behind Montana to make our way out of the hoardes, who continued to party for the better part of the night (I know this because our hostel walls were made of cinderblocks with empty centers... awesome). Anyway, we were giddy from being thrown face first into one of the biggest Thai celebrations of the year--what an awesome thing to be a part of, without even planning to!!
Today we are wandering around Bangkok looking at some temples and whatnot, and then embark on a 12-14 hour overnight bus ride that we have heard is quite a pain in the behind, but hey, it's all part of the experience right??? Soon enough I will be covered in day glo celebrating another holiday, the full moon party (though not so much a Thai holiday as an enticement for party-hardy and gullable tourists such as myself to pay double the price for accommodation, food and drinks).
I have wanted to come to Thailand for everrrrrr, and now that I'm finally here I can't wait to see and do everyyything!
We arrived in the Bangkok airport early afternoon and while waiting for a bus into the city noticed the bus company employees were running around with squirt guns and had white sunscreen looking stuff smeared across their faces. Odd, I though, but hey, this is Thailand, who am I to judge. Then we got in the bus that was covered with handprints of the white stuff, really everywhere. Hmmm... something weird is going on here. As our bus tried to make its way through the jam packed traffic of the central city we noticed more and more people running around with squirt guns, throwing buckets of water at unassuming tourists in tuk-tuks (open air taxis) and smearing what we finally figured out to be clay on each other.
We finally found out that it was the last day of the Thai new years celebrations, which last 3 days and are basically a free for all water party with food stalls everywhere and music, everything a major festival has. What an amazing time to arrive in the heart of Thailand! We were planning on catching an overnight train or bus down to Surat Thani, where we could take a ferry to Ko Pha Ngan, where the full moon party is. However, they were all full by the time we got there so we booked a cheap hostel, threw our valuables in plastic bags to bring with us and went to find the heart of the celebrations. We ended up in hordes of hundred of thousands (I've been trying to google the exact number, because I have never been surrounded by so many people in my life) of people soaking each other. As we passed people with clay in their buckets, they would gently put some on our cheeks and say "happy new year" in Thai. Thanks to my blonde hair and our dead-giveaway tourist excitement, we ended up probably the most squirt-gunned and clay painted people on the street. All was fun and games until I got clay in my contacts and had to blindly duck behind Montana to make our way out of the hoardes, who continued to party for the better part of the night (I know this because our hostel walls were made of cinderblocks with empty centers... awesome). Anyway, we were giddy from being thrown face first into one of the biggest Thai celebrations of the year--what an awesome thing to be a part of, without even planning to!!
Today we are wandering around Bangkok looking at some temples and whatnot, and then embark on a 12-14 hour overnight bus ride that we have heard is quite a pain in the behind, but hey, it's all part of the experience right??? Soon enough I will be covered in day glo celebrating another holiday, the full moon party (though not so much a Thai holiday as an enticement for party-hardy and gullable tourists such as myself to pay double the price for accommodation, food and drinks).
I have wanted to come to Thailand for everrrrrr, and now that I'm finally here I can't wait to see and do everyyything!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Bali: Australia's mexico (but better)
If Bali is Australia's Mexico (where Aussies come for beaches, scenery, cheap souveneirs, and a party atmosphere) then Kuta is Cabo. Same shopkeepers beckoning, same amazing cheap food on the street (though bali takes the cake on this one: Montana had arguably the best tacos of her life in our hotel restaurant in kuta), same skinny kids running around trying to sell you bracelets, same 18-25 year olds sipping fruity drinks out of enormous souveneir cups at bars... These things you find in any touristy developing country, but Bali does the amazing job of maintaining a culture and beauty that few other places do.
Everywhere you walk their are beautiful, moss-covered stone entryways and statues of animals, where the Balinese place daily offerings of incense and flowers-not sure if this is a Balinese tradition or specific to Buddhism, I will have to find out. The ocean is the absolute perfect temperature, and I am itching to rent a surfboard when we get back to Kuta. Yesterday Montana and I got hour-long Balinese massages in Kuta for under 5$... competition is fierce in the streets and massage places are everywhere. Now I have a high threshold for pain, and I suppose maybe I should have told her to not put so much pressure on me when I started wincing, but I figured I wanted a REAL Balinese massage, and besides, it would be worth it after, right? Well, my body did feel like jelly and I was incredibly relaxed, but started to worry when bruises started to form on my lower back last night, and to my horor were dark purple when I woke up this morning. Of course I'm sure they weren't helped by my fall in the rain last night, but yeah... I guess maybe next time I should tell her to restrain her freakishly strong little hands.
Today we took a shuttle to Ubud, which is about an hour drive north of Kuta. Or 2 hours if you count the amount of time you spent holding your breath thinking you were going to run over someone on a scooter, and the driver's munchie stop. Ubud is beautiiiiful! It's so relaxing, and a nice break after the busy streets of Kuta. I'm sure those of you who have read Eat Pray Love already have an appreciation for Ubud, but being here is really amazing. There are cute shops everywhere, not nearly as many tourists in Bintang tanks, beautiful rice fields... tomorrow we are going to the Monkey Forest Sanctuary to see some temples and some fiesty monkeys.
We've got a day and a half left in Ubud, then back to Kuta for a night, then we fly off to Bangkok on Friday. Part 1 of Southeast Asia has been everything I hoped for, and I know it's goign to fly by so am doing my best to take it all in and do as much as I can. Can't wait for what's to come!
Everywhere you walk their are beautiful, moss-covered stone entryways and statues of animals, where the Balinese place daily offerings of incense and flowers-not sure if this is a Balinese tradition or specific to Buddhism, I will have to find out. The ocean is the absolute perfect temperature, and I am itching to rent a surfboard when we get back to Kuta. Yesterday Montana and I got hour-long Balinese massages in Kuta for under 5$... competition is fierce in the streets and massage places are everywhere. Now I have a high threshold for pain, and I suppose maybe I should have told her to not put so much pressure on me when I started wincing, but I figured I wanted a REAL Balinese massage, and besides, it would be worth it after, right? Well, my body did feel like jelly and I was incredibly relaxed, but started to worry when bruises started to form on my lower back last night, and to my horor were dark purple when I woke up this morning. Of course I'm sure they weren't helped by my fall in the rain last night, but yeah... I guess maybe next time I should tell her to restrain her freakishly strong little hands.
Today we took a shuttle to Ubud, which is about an hour drive north of Kuta. Or 2 hours if you count the amount of time you spent holding your breath thinking you were going to run over someone on a scooter, and the driver's munchie stop. Ubud is beautiiiiful! It's so relaxing, and a nice break after the busy streets of Kuta. I'm sure those of you who have read Eat Pray Love already have an appreciation for Ubud, but being here is really amazing. There are cute shops everywhere, not nearly as many tourists in Bintang tanks, beautiful rice fields... tomorrow we are going to the Monkey Forest Sanctuary to see some temples and some fiesty monkeys.
We've got a day and a half left in Ubud, then back to Kuta for a night, then we fly off to Bangkok on Friday. Part 1 of Southeast Asia has been everything I hoped for, and I know it's goign to fly by so am doing my best to take it all in and do as much as I can. Can't wait for what's to come!
Saturday, April 9, 2011
This is my next destination...
BALI, HERE WE COME!!
3$ hour long massages, 1$ beers, markets, temples, beaches, beaches, and beaches.... 5 days of bliss to come
Farewell, Oz
Well it's my last few hours in Australia before I head to the Darwin airport for Bali... I'm trying not to think about leaving this amazing country but I didn't sleep last night just thinking about how amazing this whole experience has been. For fear of getting too emotional, I am going to wait until I am back in the states to get sentimental and whatnot. For now, I have BALI, THAILAND, AND VIETNAM to look forward to!! Hard to be down in the dumps with a month of adventure awaiting me. Soooo... here's to Australia, my home of the last 7 months, and everyone who has made this adventure some of the best times of my life... cheers to you and see you again soon!!! Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oi Oi Oi!!!
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