Seeking Balance (and Summertime)

Today is a great day.

I’ve just noticed that I have 100 followers on my sexy little blog!

Also, I have arrived back in Ireland, a place that makes my soul tremendously happy. I’m heading back to The Valley House for a summer of mighty, savage, marvellous craic (savage craic sounds a bit scary but people ACTUALLY SAY THAT. I know.)

The past week has been a quick catch up with family and friends, cups of tea and trips to garden centres, some excellent quality sausages at the birthday BBQ, and a trip up to London for some social activity. I was feeling a little over-healthed and under-partied, and was perhaps experiencing a sort of mid-youth crisis, hitting age 22 and having spent the past 6 months primarily doing yoga and eating nettles.

Which is very essential for ones spiritual, physical, and emotional development, but I also felt I needed to imbibe and party. It’s all about balance.

So we went out in Brick Lane, ate very cheap curry, scored some wine and then went off and found ourselves a party. It was great, but I couldn’t handle 2 nights in a row. Instead, we went to Hyde Park then I went on home to watch Sex and the City and eat some quinoa.

Hyde Park was lovely, the actual sun shined, and there were even some triathletes doing some world championship final thing. I mostly just noticed how wonderful their bums were.

 

 

 

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Braving flip flops
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Our picnic in Hyde Park
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Sunshine!
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A miraculous hound.

 

So now I’m off to Achill Island, writing from the rickety bus that arrived 30 minutes late at Knock Airport. I like Knock airport because it reminds me of Nelson airport back home – no security, one big room, old men discussing public transport.

I’m curious to see what becomes of the next 2 and a half months. I expect it to be different from last year, with some different people and some the same, but also I think I am quite different from how I was last year.

I sense it will be a test in balance- how to maintain daily yoga and meditation and consumption of greens, whilst working in a Backpackers and Pub where alcohol consumption and party time is a given.

Challenge accepted! I sure hope there’s sunshine, so I don’t have to do yoga in the pub. That would just be distracting, for all parties involved…

Chat soon old pals.

Gidday Mate!

Heyyyyyy everybody and welcome to my blog! I’m glad you’re here, you are probably the only one so far….. This blog is mostly for me to document my travels and share them with everyone at home, and for people I meet along the way to follow my adventures.

I finished my BA degree in Wellington in 2012- I studied History and German- then worked as a history research assistant for a while, all the while thinking about travelling overseas..

The funny thing is, I don’t yet know what my next adventure will be. All I know is I am on the opposite side of the world from home, it cost me a lot to get here and I really want to make the most of it, rather than sitting in front of a computer for 40 hours a week, saving to get home again! The London underground makes me feel dirty, I want to escape it…

I arrived in the UK in May, the day after my 21st birthday. I had money in my pocket and I was rearing to go! I spent six weeks hanging out with family in Surrey, then took myself off to Ireland for my first HelpX experience. I will put up a link to HelpX but basically it’s a website for work exchange opportunities, all over the world, where you work a couple of hours a day in exchange for food, accommodation and a cultural exchange. The two months I spent on Achill Island at the Valley House were some of the best of my LIFE! If you’re looking for a way to travel on the cheap, this is it.

After that I hitchhiked my way around the West Coast of Ireland, much to the dismay of my mummy. (Sorry mum). After a few experiences of being dropped in the middle of a country road at dusk by various elderly couples and truck drivers who thought they were being helpful, I learned to get on the road earlier than you think is necessary…. I don’t know if I would hitchhike anywhere but Ireland, the people are the friendliest you will ever meet and they will generally go out of their way to be kind and helpful. And hitchhiking is an amazing way to get around the countryside where there’s little to no public transport.

Eventually I tired of the voice in my own head, just in time to meet up with some girls from NZ who I would be travelling around Europe with for the next 6 weeks. We met in Galway, took a rainy, green to the gills trip to the Aran Islands, then took our little hire car back to Dublin for a final meal of chicken wings and cider. The next day we flew to the South of France, and began our trip through Nice, Marseille, Paris, Amsterdam, Brussels, Bruges, Prague, Berlin and finally Munich for the world famous Oktoberfest. I can safely say I have never consumed so much beer in my whole life, and I probably looked like a pretzel by the end of it,but it was so worth it. After a 6 hour non-stop hungover bus ride to Frankfurt, a dodgy Ryan Air flight and some late night bus adventures through London,we arrived home to the reality of an impending English winter and the depleted state of our bank accounts.

Plenty of stories from our trip around Europe, but I will save that for another time.

Now I’m busy working in England, eating lots of vegetables and dreaming up my next adventure. Any suggestions are more than welcome, preferably including a strapping Irish lad, vast beaches, sunshine and yoga…

Rosie Posie

Keel Beach, Achill Island, Ireland
Keel Beach, Achill Island, Ireland