2 Weeks

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We’re really doing it!

Today marks exactly two weeks since we took off and time is already flying by. It’s amazing how much a week can make a difference in travel knowledge. I am by no means a travel professional, but I do know how to properly flush the toilets here, convert Rupiah to USD, say NO, I DON’T WANT, and effectively take a taxi without being ripped off. Little things like those make a BIG difference when backpacking haha.

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I’ve posted pictures, but I haven’t been explaining how our daily routine has been. I’m going to rewind a bit over the past two weeks. and reflect on our stops so far in Bali. We started off staying in Kerobokan (basically Kuta) for 3 nights where we experienced the crazy traffic, beginners surfing beaches, and intense shopping markets.

From Kuta we took a taxi to Uluwatu and stayed 3 nights. Our days in Uluwatu were filled with long beach days on the secluded shores of Bingin Beach. Bingin beach is home to some of the best and most advanced surfing in Bali. From the shore we watched surfers ride some of the best waves I’ve seen in my life. This strip of beach was about 400 death-like stairs from the streets above, which probably explained the lack of vendors and nagging beach sellers. The days we spent in Uluwatu were probably the first that I felt relaxed since leaving the states.

After Uluwatu we took a taxi 3 hours North to the highlands of Ubud. Ubud was totally different from the two other towns. In 5 days we took a tour to some surrounding temples, enjoyed a 5 hour spa day, visited the monkey forest, shopped, ate A LOT, and saw a Balinese Dance. When you list these things off they seem very simple… but each entailed it’s own interesting twists.

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First stop on our tour was at an old temple… which we were advised we weren’t allowed to enter if we were on our period. I’m not sure how they facilitate that one. Also on our tour, we stopped on the side of the road because a man had some animals you could take a picture with. For 20,000 rp ($1.64 USD) You could hold his python, pet his iguana and chameleon, and pose for a picture with his two bats. Seemed like a safe idea since the python was kept in a little box and had his mouth taped shut with a piece of scotch tape… I opted to let Ashley hold and I took pics haha.
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I’ve had two massages before in the states, both of which were nice. My balinese massage was also nice, but it included a lot more… but rubbing? Apparently this is normal, but had me cringing in my face hole.

The monkey forest cost 30,000 rp ($2.46 USD) for entry and we only lasted about 5 minutes before bolting to the exit. They were EVERYWHERE. They were trying to steal one anthers babies and bananas, which made you feel like it was only a matter of time before the testy little things ripped your face off. You weren’t safe anywhere.. there was always one lurking above your head, next to your feet, or running straight for you. They’re known to be theives here, so we held our bags tight and made our escape. ( Later on that afternoon a few crossed the street and ransacked a shop we were in, which lead the owner to chase the monkey with a broom and hit it as it attempted to steal a stack of hats out front. We thought we were safe until two monkeys sneaked in and were running around the store. We then made our escape for the second time)

Shopping was always interesting because they offer things for 6 times the price (still cheap) then what they actually end up selling them for. We gained skills in haggling and by the end of our stay and were catching deals everywhere. At one market a man offered us a mini guitar for 600,000 rp ($49 USD) and a ukelele for 300,000 rp ($24 USD) we said “No thanks, too much”, he chased us down and we ended up getting both for a total of 350,000 rp ($28 USD).

Food. Lots of food. When we’re tired of being solicited (which is all the time) we eat. Most meals here are about $2.87 USD for traditional balinese fried rice w/ chicken or noodles with veggies. If you want something more american it ends up costing about $5. Talk about expensive! It’s funny because if you order a beer it usually ends up costing more than your meal haha. Cokes here are old fashioned and out of the bottle.. amazing (for $1.23 USD).

Lastly, the Balinese style dance was very cool. The “dance” ended up being more like a play with a narrator. We couldn’t understand the narration of course, but we didn’t care. Part of the performance was interrupted due to a stray dog wondering straight into the middle of the stage area. Nobody reacted when it sat there itching for about 2 min. I am not sure how the dog didn’t mind the bright lights, giant dragon costumes and loud gong sounds, but it ended up wandering off like nothing happened.

Today we made it to Mount Batur, where we will trek up the volcano at 2 AM for the sunrise! We were advised by the taxi driver that we should go pissing in the lake after. I think he meant fishing. I’m sure these last two weeks in Bali will continue to be full of surprises. Ready for some more adventures!

How to budget

When Ash & I originally began to plan for this trip there were a million questions that we wanted answers for. Just as you could imagine, google was our main resource for everything. We found that most of the results came back in form of different travel blogs. These blogs, for us, were a wonderful way to get first hand advice.
My one annoyance with those blogs is how people shied away from talking numbers.. and thats what I wanted to know. Budgeting/cost is different between each person, experience, location, etc., however I will go ahead and speak numbers so maybe you can see if a trip like this is something you can manage.
For those of you who’ve asked .. Here is how we made it happen.
Last September (2013) is about when I began throwing around ideas for this trip. Ash had expressed interest as well and we began looking into where we wanted to go and what we wanted to do. Originally, we were just planning on moving to Australia and working. A few months passed and we decided we not only wanted to move, but also wanted to explore the surrounding countries.
Feb 2014 we booked our flight from Baltimore, MD (USA) to Sydney, Australia. We only booked a one-way, since we weren’t sure of our return date. Our one-way flight WITH the insurance was about $1,300.  ( This would be a bit different price if you were flying directly to Asia ) If you are flying for a defined trip, I would recommend booking the roundtrip because I believe that is cheaper. Funny enough, I was actually flat broke around the time that we booked the flight… meaning I put it on my credit card. With a little cutting back on bars and extra expenses I managed to pay off my flight in 3-4 weeks. Once that flight was paid off I had 7 months to save for the rest of our trip.
With summer around the corner, I needed a goal for my savings. We were going to be backpacking Southeast Asia (Indonesia, Vietnam, Thailand, Laos) first for about 3 months on no income before returning to Australia to work. You can travel comfortable in this part of the world for less than $40/per day. This $40 includes your accommodation, food, transportation, some tours, everything.
For us, this budget meant we needed AT LEAST $4,000 (to be safe) in our bank accounts for just the Asia portion of the trip. Knowing I didn’t have a return flight booked and that we would be returning to Australia jobless I went ahead and made my summer savings goal $7,000.
If it wasn’t for owing $2,000 in taxes I would have actually surpassed my goal, but hey thats life. Between May- end of August I worked 2 jobs, 60-70 hour weeks and managed to make my goal. Reaching a goal should be even more do-able if you are living rent free.
You need to ask yourself: What obligations will you still have at home to account for in your budget?
Lucky for me, (and thanks to a wonderful graduation gift from grandma & poppie) I paid my car off in May. That was one less thing I had to worry about. Also, since my trip was an undetermined length, I went ahead and cancelled my car insurance right before I left. My only monthly payment I needed to worry about while I was gone was a student loan payment that I made sure to set aside 6 months worth in a separate account for it to automatically be paid.
It is still early on in our trip, but as of now we are right on target budget-wise. Looking back it’s crazy to see how much it all adds up, but when you break it down and plan ahead this is very possible for anyone.
Obviously, the more money you can set aside the better. We complicated our trip by starting in Sydney and then going to Indonesia, then onto the mainland in Vietnam. This added 3 extra flights instead of flying directly to Thailand from the states. And if you are only planning a month or two then these costs will vary depending on the length of your trip.
My main advice:
Book with plenty of time to pay off your flights AND save for the trip. The flight is the main cost and if you book 6 months ahead you should have plenty of time to save and be well prepared. This time periods also gives you plenty of time to do lots of research and feel good about going! ** Keep in mind- Flights to Europe would be about half the cost, but Europe itself is more expensive.
If you have ANY questions about a trip your planning please feel free to ask. There is so much that goes into planning and sometimes a quick question and answer from someone with experience can offer a priceless piece of mind!
Thank you to all who have offered advice to me. It’s saved me so much time and moola!!

I feel it

Today, I watched a man with one leg hobble down to the rocks at the waters edge and take a seat. Carefully choosing her steps, a woman came shortly after him carrying his surf board. He took his time applying wax to his board, zipped up his wet suit and then further made his way to the water.. board in his own hand this time. He hopped over the first wave and jumped on his board, floated a ways out, then put a flipper on his one leg. I was very curious how this was going to play out. I looked around me to see if people were amazed like myself, but everyone was absorbed in their books, sunbathing, massages, conversations and naps. I continued to watch this man make his way out past the reef where he fought off other surfers to finally catch his own wave. Once he paddled into it, he hopped up on his knees surfing just like everyone else out there. I was in awe. Thats about the time that it hit me..

It’s no secret that this place is full of the most visually beautiful people that I’ve ever seen. I would be lying if I said these perfectly sculpted humans with their sun kissed skin and bleach blonde hair didn’t make me feel a bit average. However, among these “perfect” humans there are also grandmas with teeny bikinis, pregnant women rocking crazy outfits, one legged surfers and plenty of people just like myself. Amongst their differences, every person seems to be in their own world with their own amazement of how beautfiul this place is.

I walked from my towel down to the coral ledge where the sea breeze picked up and the sun lay warm on my shoulders. I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes. In those few moments I just felt, ignoring everyone who coexisted on that beach with me. In that moment I felt more beautiful than ever before.

After I returned to my little hiding spot in the shade, I realized I had been more worried about how I looked in this paradise instead of how I felt. I felt a new surge of confidence within me throughout the rest of the day.

Today I watched a one legged man surf. He was the only person in his world, not thinking twice about who may be watching or how he might look. I wish I could have thanked him because I now too, do the same.

Where Time Stands Still

A wonderful recount of our experience here in Uluwatu. Couldn’t have said it better myself !

Phoenix Afar

So after our three hectic days in Kuta, we were more than ready to make our way to South Bali and slooooowww it down a bit. Especially after a terrifying (yet slightly hilarious) sleepless night on patrol for cockroaches. Unbeknownst to us, our room in Kuta was infested. Abby had the pleasure of waking up to one crawling up her arm and flung it across the room only to spot another scurrying up my pillow. No, I did not sleep for the rest of the night. A traumatic experience….we checked out the following morning.

A 45 minute cab ride South unveiled an entirely new world to us; the breathtaking, picturesque Bali we had envisioned. Bingin Beach, Pecatu which lies on the Southwestern part of the peninsula overlooking the Indian Ocean is where we have drifted off into a dream-like state for the past three days. And as soon as we…

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Beginning in Bali


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Last night we arrived in Bali and took a one hour cab ride to our guesthouse (we thought it was only 20 min from the airport.. oops). Due to the narrow ally way, our driver dropped us to the end of the street and explained it was only a short distance down the way. A little uneasy and directionally challenged, we wondered down the dark narrow road following signs to the “Dana Guesthouse”. We were greeted by two dogs in the ally. One was small and kicking around and empty bottle, and the other was growling and parked right in front of the gate we needed to enter. We made a few “Here doggy, doggy”‘s and “Hi nice puppy”‘s, but I guess the dogs weren’t up to par with their english. Luckily they got distracted and we were ablIMG_4094e to sneak into the little courtyard that smelled of lovely incense. The dark didn’t allow for much exploring so we made our way to our personal hut. A/C!!!!!!!! Exhausted and overwhelmed with this new country, we climbed in bed for a much needed peaceful night sleep.

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4:30 AM hit and mister rooster decided he was wanting to cockadoodle do for the next 3 hours beautifully accompanied with barking by the kind dogs from the night before. Throw in a few motorbike horns and other unknown animal sounds and there was a symphony by 6 AM! All which Ashley slept like an angel through.. Lucky duck. Welcome to Bali!

After other guests began to wake and come out from their huts, we met a French couple who proposed sharing a cab ride into Kuta (the beach town) about 30 min away. We agreed, since we had zero idea what we were going to do all day. I feel like riding in cars here is like a horrible real life version of frogger. It is absolutely INSANE the way the cars and motorbikes “co-exist” on these roads! Literally felt like we were about to end someones life every maneuver of the steering wheel. I had to bite my tongue and close my eyes!

IMG_4100We were dropped right outside of the beach area and entered with awe. There was set wave after set wave specked with surfers of all levels. 3 Steps onto the beach and somehow I managed to hold two adorable monkeys! This is the real Bali! Our awe lasted (visually) all day, but other interesting things occurred in between. Ash and I must have had “FOREIGN CELEBRITIES” written all over our faces or something because people all the sudden started coming up to us and standing inches from us and posing for pictures.. with us in them. I idiotically thought this was funny and made a thumbs up for picture #2 and my god was that a mistake! In a matter of seconds we were surrounded by people asking to take our photos, sit with us and trying to talk to talk incomprehensible english to us. It was very similar to a ” throw your last piece of sandwich on to the beach and in seconds every seagull in a 50 mile radius show up” situation. Probably the weirdest thing ever.

After escaping that awkward yet hilarious situation, we decided to go for a walk in hopes that being on the move would keep the pesky beach merchants and paparazzi away. I’m sure you can assume that didn’t work. We were chased after and recruited  for surf lessons every 50 steps taken. Vendors and locals were shouting all things under the sun from “Lady GaGa come take a seat” to “Where are you going?…. (no answer) “You ruined my life”. This got to be exhausting and we ended up hiding away in the palm tree line haha. Still enjoyed our day, but very….. annoying. Also hilarious.

We stayed hidden until sunset where we crawled out into the open beach IMG_4112crowd. Bet your sweet bottom when the next person came up claiming they just wanted to “practice their english” I told them to get out of my way they were blocking the view of the sunset.

Despite our confusion level, we will be making a return tomorrow to throw our celebrity selves on surf boards so people can take pictures from the beach. At least this time I’ll be underwater when I am accused of Lady GaGa-ing, breaking hearts, and ruining lives. HA!

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Puddle Jumping

IMG_4001Here I sit in the Sydney International airport waiting for our flight to Bali to board. It’s so weird to me how weeks ago I wondered how we would maneuver everything in these countries having no knowledge of having done it before. Sitting here now only two days in, we’ve managed to do more in these past two days than I could have imagined. This city is beautiful. I can’t say it enough. If the rest of our trip is anything like these past two days, I will forever be grateful for having chosen to do this.

We’re beginning to get the hang of looking like fools and asking for help when were clueless. I must say.. we’ve laughed at ourselves more than anything. It’s amazing how difficult finding where to purchase a bus ticket at the damn bus stop can be… and then finding where to catch that bus at that bus stop.. and then when to get off the bus. Good lord haha

These next few weeks are going to be far different from anything we’ve experienced in Sydney, but I think we will take it on like troopers. After unexpectedly freezing our booties off for two days we’re SO ready for hot weather. We’re also SO ready to spend $3 for lunch per person instead of $25!

I look forward to returning to this country where I’ll be able to fully experience this culture. Our short time here only allowed us to scratch the surface.

Since Ash & I were on the move from morning to night here, we didn’t make a lot of “friends”, but we did have a number or conversations with people on ferries, busses, walks, and on the street that were full of wonderful advice. It’s amazing how many people have done similar trips or are currently doing them too. The streets here are full of people our age toting their backpacks down the road in search of the perfect cafe or hostel. It’s so cool. There was a man on the ferry from Sydney harbor to Manly beach that had a strong impact on me. He said

Trips like these are crucial in enriching your life. If you’re willing to invest in yourself, you will reap the benefits of a fuller, happier life.

I couldn’t agree more!

Lessons learned, and observations abroad

Well, WE MADE IT! The 24 hour flight surprisingly wasn’t terrible, but tolerable. It didn’t take long after stepping foot on foreign land for me to feel like an absolute moron. Here are a few realizations I quickly came to..

My carry on bag was ENTIRELY too heavy. I mean like it felt heavier than my checked bag. I was also constantly looking around like an idiot to make sure nothing fell out. I would have been better off with a downsized rolly bag suit case thing.

There is no way to look cool in the airport with a neck pillow. Hide that thing.

Fuzzy socks on airplanes are a must. Maybe even two pair on at once.

Either I was naive or my bag just sucked, but the second my backpack came tumbling down the ramp onto the carousel I  realized the front was unzipped and I had already lost a shoe….. Like really?

DO NOT BRING FOOD THROUGH CUSTOMS. DOUBLE AND TRIPLE CHECK YOUR BAGS. My bag was sniff attacked by a beagle pup and little did I know I had an APPLE inside. I was subject to a $400 fine for having an APPLE that I’d forgotten about. They nicely let me go with a warning.

There are no such things as fat Australians.

The birds here sound like little yelling children.

Even unattractive men here become attractive when they speak.

With all that being said, it is wonderfully breathtaking here. The harbor, although full of giant ships, is CRYSTAL clear blue waters… which I’m not sure why I didn’t know. Everyone is so active and are running, swimming, biking around everywhere. Explains the whole no fat Australian thing. The Sydney Opera house will make your jaw drop. Literally couldn’t stop looking at it! I’m not really jet lagged, but I am tired from this long say of walking around. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

* PS- I updated my “What’s in my backpack” post to what I actually ended up bringing. I wound up packing HALF of what I was originally going to bring. I think I will be happy about this in the long run.