Doubts and thoughts of living abroad.
Too old for this shit… Kuta, Lombok with baby We arrived in Kuta, Lombok full of hope that we would finally have a more authentic taste of Indonesia. The transport was great – sitting right in the front, getting scared at every curve, and even, oddly, getting to watch Justin Bieber’s christmas DVD… The driver left us at the corner of a tiny unpaved street … Continue reading Too old for this shit… Kuta, Lombok with baby
A wedding in the jungle: The Tailwind Jungle Lodge One year ago we flew with our 5 month old baby to get married in the Mexican jungle. We wanted a simple and small wedding, had a small budget, and a taste for adventure. After a bit of research we found the perfect place: we would get married at the Tailwind Jungle Lodge, a yoga retreat … Continue reading A wedding in the jungle: The Tailwind Jungle Lodge
It’s now official. We are moving overseas…again! In a few weeks we are taking off to lead a nomad life for a multi-month trip through Indonesia, Malaysia, Sri Lanka, etc. … Packing for an overseas move means sorting out what is truly essential in our lives. This daunting process is so liberating – I hate it, yet love it – plus selling most of our … Continue reading Moving overseas and selling everything: the best of best responses I received on Facebook Marketplace
Going out with baby Wow, this pregnancy thing was a hell of an adventure! I am still in shocked when I think about it. A year ago we were still in the dark about breastfeeding, newborn poop, baby sleeping patterns… no immediate plans to create a mini-human and dreaming of our next adventure. The months of the pregnancy were one of the most amazing journeys … Continue reading First climbing weekend with a newborn
Here I am, 35 weeks pregnant and only a few more weeks until our daughter’s arrival. To be honest I never thought I would be rock climbing at this stage of my pregnancy. Like a lot of people I always thought of pregnant women it must be hard to carry all of that extra weight as if they were some kind of poor, fragile little … Continue reading Climbing Pregnant and other exercises in pregnancy: part 2
Should I or shouldn’t I… I found out that I was pregnant during a rock climbing trip in Arco, Italy. Put on the spot, I had immediate concerns about climbing pregnant. On one hand I had trained for weeks to be in the best shape possible for this trip – traveling anywhere outside of Australia is a big investment of time and money – but … Continue reading Climbing pregnant?
We visited Arco in Italy for a climbing trip in April. The trip was a mixture of ecstatic happy moments, worry and fear, good sports, a 30th birthday celebration and a lot of tenderness. It was so overwhelming that it took me three months to digest before I could write anything about it. Here it is, our trip to Arco: Part I! Our trip in … Continue reading Climbing in Arco… and a little surprise
