Frustrations!

I have, yet again, wasted an entire weekend (or close to it) looking endlessly at accommodation websites. It's really getting frustrating, and it's not only getting to me either! I'm so sure my friend Julia will actually slap me if I complain to her again, especially since she helped me with a significant culling of options in my oversized favourites album... Sorry Jewelz!

The other person getting a little peeved is the boyfriend. And he has good reason as well, being that I'm actually trying to accommodate him too! He'll be in Bali with me for my last week, but at this rate, we'll be waking up to the smell of balinese offerings being placed next to our heads on the footpath!

It's not that I'm super fussy or anything, I'm just one of those people that waits for a vibe. You know, I do it when I'm clothes shopping, or well... doing anything with my money really. And searching for a place to stay when I go overseas is kind of the epitome of this obsession. I literally have about 200 different places saved in that unholy folder above my task bar. And for every one of those, I have probably rejected at least another 20- each! I've been searching for so long that I've started clicking links that I've already looked at, and not even realising it. Seriously. Driving. Me. Mad.

On the other hand, I'm a lover of lists. Anything that calls for a list, I have probably already made it. Heck, even if it doesn't call for a list, I've probably secretly made a list and hidden it somewhere so you won't know my dirty secret. Finding accommodation for Bali is one of those less shameful excuses for a list, and have written a few. Trouble is, I start writing and then get frustrated that nothing is jumping out and me, then I stop. Correction, I have a few unfinished and completely scrappy looking lists. Hmmm, seems this is even getting the best of my list writing ability.

I will find something. Soon. Only 155 days to go... :)

The Lowdown, and the Countdown.

When I was creating this blog, I was faced with a minor dilemma. What to name it... I tried to be witty, and play around with words that could include my name- but then it all just came out sounding tacky. Which, actually, if you know me probably would have suited just perfectly. But then I thought about why I was writing this blog.

Bali.

Yep- I am leaving my hometown of Adelaide, Australia, to live (just for a month, don't get too sad Adelaide) in a small, mountain village in Bali. There, I am going to be spending my days teaching English to children at a newly established community language school called "Starfish Language Centre".

Now, I am by no means claiming that this trip (or specifically, this blog) will be interesting to anybody reading out there in cyber space. Nope, this is simply about giving myself something to do. I like being around people, so I am sure that some point in time during my trip I will get lonely/bored and I hope this blog gives me something to do. Oh, and perhaps my Mum and Dad will check here to make sure I'm still alive. :)

So, that's basically it for the time being. I still have exactly 162 days until I leave, and any other blog postings I do before then are likely to be about planning the trip, or simply procrastinating from uni studies.

Ah, and to answer that question- Why frangipani and clove? Well... I thought about my last two trips to Bali, and one of the lasting memories was that sweet and enchanting smell. So unique to bali, that I can easily smell it on pieces of clothing worn by people when they get back. Or sometimes just a waft inside of my luggage. Perfect!