Day one in paradise

22nd of April, 2011


Waking up in a different bed let alone a new country is always a tad dis orienting. After getting over the initial confusion and quickly remembering that I AM in tropical paradise - Bali, I was so excited to start my official day of holiday! A bit disappointed that it was raining, keeping my little fingers and toes crossed, in hope that it would turn good, we headed off to breakfast. Now someone please tell me what it is about breakfast when on holiday?! Mmm.. Divine! I think its the only time when you're allowed to have bacon every single day. Or so I kept telling myself. One of the many great things about being on holiday! I was a very happy camper when the rain stopped! Yay Mother Nature must have been listening to my weather prayers! I lay around the pool, staring out to the ocean.. I was in relaxing heaven! This was soon cut short, as we all piled into the car and headed off to 'Uluwatu temple'. There were monkey's everywhere! I will talk about how breath takingly beautiful the temple is later but first I must tell you about these cheeky little devil monkey's! Before walking down to the temple, we stopped to pay our entry fee and one of the locals were selling banana's to feed the monkey's. I asked the man how much a bunch were to which he replied with "10,000 Ruphia's". This was my reaction, and a very loud and shocked one it was: "TEN THOUUUUSAND!???!!!!!!". Al who was standing next to me turned around and put his hand on my shoulder and said "Phoebe that's a dollar!" I very quietly and sheepishly responded with "Oh..." haha how embarrassing! We proceeded to walk down to the temple, it was monkey galore! One of the monkey's saw that I was carrying this bunch of banana's, he then caught my eye and came charging at me for them, I got so panicky as I couldn't tear one off fast enough that I just threw the whole bunch at the little guy! Haha now he was in banana heaven! I must admit it was quite nerve racking having them coming at you from every direction. That aside, minus their flee's I just wanted to cuddle one, and smuggle it home! Uluwatu temple is truly outstandingly beautiful! It is located right up on a cliff, the picture and the sound of the waves crashing up on the rocks hundreds of feet below is magical! Despite that little bit of 'I'm up so high, I could easily just tumble off right now' fear and the sun beating down on me, I could not take my eyes off the view!

After that little adventure we came back to our villa and I yet again parked myself by the pool for the afternoon. At 5pm, Al and I have a full body 75minute traditional Balinese massage. Absolute bliss! I did not want to get up! I swear that I could have a massage everyday and never tire of them!
A beautiful first day ended with a scrumptious dinner at the Asian restaurant there at Alila. It was so so yummy! We watched the traditional Balinese dancing show that they put on for the guests and soon after we all walked home with very full bellies to retire to bed and get some well deserved sleep!
Wow! I was already in love with this beautiful place, Bali..

Post massage..

I am terrible!

I LOVE the idea of blogging, but having the actual time to sit down and reflect, I find extremely hard!

Currently awaiting more photo's from Bali (when I arrived in Bali I realised that my camera was kapoot. Heart. Broken) so until then, my posts have been put off.

I better pick up my blogging game!

Just a little something to brighten up your Sunday! I laughed, and laughed, and laughed when I saw this. How silly!

En route to Bali

21st of April 2011

The holiday has officially begun! It started at 6am with a rude awakening by the alarm clock. Al and I stretched out of bed and reluctantly tip toed into the shower. All clean and hair washed , final check that I had everything packed, we were on our way to the airport with the Pullan's. One Robertson and Rafati in tow.

Such a novelty being able to write 'INDONESIA' in 'country where you will spend most time abroad'

Now let me tell you, traveling with only carry on baggage is quite the challenge! I'm not only talking about not being able to fit everything in the one minuscule bag,  fighting with yourself over what shoes to take, having to carefully plan an outfit for ever day (we females need options!) the problem is having to lug around and lift your bags onto the scanning machines, removing all liquids/laptops/iPads. It kills! I mean seriously mister customs man, would you like me to just unpack and then re pack for you? I mean I'm only being rushed along by about eight hundred other eager holiday-ers and temperamental officers!

All of that aside, we're finally sitting happily on the plane, all buckled up. I was waiting so patiently to begin my journey to this foreign land (literally), I fell asleep before take off. I. Konked. Out. I have come to the conclusion that it is absolutely inevitable feeling like a 90 year old who is riddled with arthritis after sleeping on a plane (mind you, this generally only happens in economy/cattle class/seating area for peasants/screaming children galore). I watched 'Burlesque', amazing! Absolutely obsessed! Al wasn't too pleased when I announced that I now want to become a famous burlesque dancer haha! Plane food was consumed, another nana nap resulting in a killer neck, and now seven hours later we are slowly beginning to descend into Singapore! Although.. Drum roll please.. We were moved up to business class for landing! WIN! What an ever so comfy and stylish exit!

On the plane - ready to begin our adventure!

I best be off, will write more once we begin the most exciting leg of the trip - SINGAPORE --> BALI!
Ahhh.. Back to the tropics!

(I didn't have all that much time in Bali to finish the rest of my blogs for each day, but I'll be sure to put them up in the next 24 hours or so)

Procrastination..

Evaluate,

THIS IS YOUR LIFE.
DO WHAT YOU LOVE,
AND DO IT OFTEN.
IF YOU DON'T LIKE SOMETHING, CHANGE IT.
IF YOU DON'T LIKE YOUR JOB, QUIT.
IF YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME, STOP SITTING ON FACEBOOK.
IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, STOP;
THEY WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU WHEN YOU
START DOING THINGS YOU LOVE.
STOP OVER ANALYSING, ALL EMOTIONS ARE BEAUTIFUL.
WHEN YOU EAT, APPRECIATE EVERY LAST BITE.
LIFE IS SIMPLE.
OPEN YOUR MIND, ARMS, AND HEART TO NEW THINGS
AND PEOPLE, WE ARE UNITED IN OUR DIFFERENCES.
ASK THE NEXT PERSON YOU SEE WHAT THEIR PASSION IS,
AND SHARE YOUR INSPIRING DREAM WITH THEM.
TRAVEL OFTEN;
GETTING LOST WILL HELP YOU FIND YOURSELF.
SOME OPPORTUNITIES ONLY COME ONCE, SEIZE THEM.
LIFE IS ABOUT THE PEOPLE YOU MEET, AND
THE THINGS YOU CREATE WITH THEM
SO GO OUT AND START CREATING.
LIVE YOUR DREAM,
AND WEAR
YOUR PASSION.
LIFE IS SHORT.

Dear happy thoughts

IT TAKES THREE CHARCTERS TO FROWN  }:(
BUT ONLY TWO TO SMILE :)

So be happy, today and every other day. It's easy.

Dear 'Jerry'

I am horrified to admit that the other day I failed to resist the temptation of texting into 'Who is Jerry?'. You know those things you see advertised in magazines that say "Text yours and your partners name for only $3.50 and we will tell you your love calculation! Amazing results! *conditions apply*" (they regret to tell you that they will continue to charge you weekly. Read the conditions! On the other hand, if you're stupid enough to be dragged into the scam, good luck to you and your phone bill)


'Jerry' boasts that whatever your question may be, Jerry will give you the answer! Keeping in mind Jerry knows exactly who you are. Here I am at work, mucking around with friends thinking to myself "Ha! Very funny! Lets see what you can tell me about me Jerry!". To my utmost dismay, five minutes later I received a text back telling me what my fashion style is, I won't mention names but somebody close to me who 'needs the fashion police before seeing her (me)' and that 'Alistair Pullan loves this chick. HOT ;)'. Okay, I must admit, I had a laugh, I was impressed and then hooked. Bad, bad, bad. I then went on to ask 'What do people think of Phoebe Robertson from Toorak?' I'm not going to repeat what was said but let me tell you, I was then completely and utterly FREAKED OUT! First thing I asked myself, more like screamed at myself was "How the f*** does this person know this?!!!" It is absolutely beyond me!

I did a little research (once again with my trusty little friend we like to call Google), and it seems as though I wasn't the only person who was worried about this 'person' knowing too much information. There was a huge uproar when 'Jerry' first came about. Although the reality is somewhat more of a giggle. With the ever expanding use of social media services and shared personal information publicly available nowadays, society tends to forget that personal information is; in fact, not personal any more once you have entered it in somewhere.  It lives electronically potentially into perpetuity. 


Can you say scary? Yes sir.


Personal check list:

• Increase Facebook privacy (get Megan to do this)
• Change all passwords
• Check old Myspace account for privacy settings/contemplate deleting
• Last but not least, HUNT JERRY DOWN!