I’m still catching up on my travels! It’s March and I’ve been on a few flights already this year. Right after Christmas, my boyfriend and I flew to Singapore. He needed to go there for work, but we departed a week early to squeeze in some vacation time. The hotel was expensed, and I would only needed to pay for my flight, so I said “Alright, let’s go!”
Read MoreWhew! Sorry, y’all. I’ve been off the radar due to travels and times with family and friends. I promise I’ll be back in full force in the new year. Meanwhile, here’s the best of what 2018 brought for me. Stay safe and be well!
I woke up in Ometepe, Nicaragua after what was probably one of my most memorable New Year’s Eves.
I became a mermaid.
I moved to LA.
I turned 30 and went to Malibu with Mer.
I quit my job (again). And watched my little sister become a doctor.
I explored some.
I completed a(nother) yoga teacher training.
I visited my other home and watched two wonderful friends tie the knot.
My mom took me to the spa.
That’s now! I’ve been teaching and crocheting a lot. And not writing on this blog. And I went home for nine days.
What a year! Stay safe and be well. I’ll see you in the next one. <3
Once you've spent Christmas by yourself, New Year's Eve is really no sweat. You can easily ignore it altogether, or talk to a lot of happy drunk people, if you're into social activities. It's up to you. I wasn't sure if going to an electronic music party in the middle of an island jungle was a good thing to do by myself on the last night of the year, but it actually was quite a nice thing to do.
New friends braided my hair and painted my face, which I am into. The host showing us to our bunkbeds told us we could use the yoga platform for a late night/early morning cuddle puddle with strangers, which I am not into. Luckily, everyone in the jungle is able to do what they please-- including the pigs, cows, horses, dogs, and chickens wandering all over the streets. New Year's Eve is a good time to examine if you're doing what you're into, or what you're not into, and then prepare for a fresh set of 365 days to adjust accordingly.
This island paradise provided a perfect space for that kind of reflection.
