I have spent 15 months surrounded by people with black hair, black eyes and huge smiles and although I will miss them I know that I look forward to the colours and seasonal changes that Europe will have to offer. The next two weeks ahead offer more than enough excitement. The joy of seeing old friends in London, surprising my Mum for her birthday and the drive through Europe, during which, I'll stop at friends along my route to the rock that some of us affectionately call Pebble. (aka Malta..)
Im leaving Bali and that feels odd. This has been my jump base and home for a good portion of this trip. Of course it'll be great to communicate with someone of the same nationality again, someone whose mother tongue is also English. Which will make daily navigation through restaurants, grocery stores and shops easier. I also really look forward to seeing old friends and familiar sights but there's a part of me that resists leaving right now, a little part of me feels torn, I feel that I'm leaving a home. Luckily I know that I will one day be back to visit and therefore there are no Goodbyes to be said to my friends here, just a sad 'A bientôt'...
My last two weeks have been hectic. The list of things to do on my 'heading back to reality' schedule was extensive. It was a telling time. First of all I experienced a very slight amount of stress, something that hasn't been a part of my life for ...15months! :) I also caught a glimpse of my 'drive'. A required absentee during these months of peaceful, rest and relaxation. I was worried at one point, I wondered had I simply lost my drive somewhere along the way whilst learning how to relax? (and boy the relaxing lesson is one I learnt so well!! hehe) No, apparently not. My drive still exists and yes I still am the same Tasha that likes to accomplish not one big thing at a time but more like five things at a time... now there's something else to work on. Nonetheless I am happy, very happy that my drive still remains.
We spent my last hours on the beach, body surfing (surf board's been shipped :( to London) chatting, laughing and taking photos. Soon it was time to head home to have a shower. Then it would be time to jump into that taxi. This trip has finally ended and yet another is just about to begin.
Im a lucky woman!
