My trip to Bali - 1st day, 1st impressions

3rd May 2019

For the first time, I will write an article in English.

I went for a two-week vacation in Bali. I wanted to get some good vibes, and get a break from my daily life routine. I got served!

One of my colleagues has a friend in Bali, so when I landed, I had someone waiting for me at the airport.

My cousin would join me two days after, and I wanted to meet new people and relax on my first days.

It was the first time I went on holidays by myself. I was a little bit scared, because I'm not used to be alone.

My objective was to go with the flow, be outside my comfort zone, talk to people and just being with me, to reconnect with me. And to be honest, it worked, it was far more better than a therapy.

I spent my first days at the beach. I spoke a lot with the persons I met there. From all around the world. From the old german guy who has an Indonesian girlfriend to anf 18-year old young traveller. It was so awesome to discuss different cultures and point of views, while putting my feet in the sand and listening to the water, and watching surfers.

This was an important part of this journey: the people I met.

When I arrived at the hostel, I spent the night discovering travel stories of backpackers like me.

It's amazing, and I've noticed that during my Philippines trip: a lot of backpackers are travelling for months or years, making a stop in Australia to work and get money to discover Asian countries. It is so easy to travel from one country to another, and there are so many different types of landscapes, culture and cuisine!
I heard a lot about these different countries, like Thailand and its crazy beaches, temples and food, Vietnam and its joyful people, the beautiful Ha Long Bay, or even Australia with the long roads without any city, its Great Barrier Reef and scary animals.

Sometimes I feel stuck in my daily life, missing the real stuff. and the best to reconnect with yourself, and drop this daily life, is to be away and see new things.

So far I have visited the Philippines and a part of Indonesia, and it felt the same: as I'm scared of the water, I was able to snorkel or even dive. 

I was able to speak fluently English or Spanish, I wasn't shy anymore, it was the real me.

Because I was away, and everything can be possible.

I spent the next two days on the beach, enjoying this new perspective and as I arrived alone in Bali, I was in fact never alone.