Jet lag is SO REAL! We got back from Bali on Monday morning and I can honestly say it’s taken me the last five days to recover. I was a zombie in the offie Tuesday and Wednesday and finally started understanding the spoken word again Thursday and Friday.
I have a ridiculous amount of things to say and photos to sift through of my trip. Especially the fantastic textile tour and awesome cooking class I took. But, there’s laundry to do, braids to take out and post-snowstorm stuff to manage (you didn’t know? It snowed two feet while I was gone! We need new gutters and some other work on the house thanks to ‘Jonas’).
For now, I will first leave you with photos from my surfing lesson along Kuta Beach. Umm, no one told me surfing was HARD. While I don’t like playing sports, I was always pretty athletic and decent at them (without trying hard) and picked early on for teas. So, I felt like I was athletically inclined. Turns out I AM NOT. Surfing felt like learning to walk.
These photos pretty much sum up my surfing.
Extreme confidence during the on-land group class (and loving my Jalie Swim Shorts. They asked me to wear their rash guard so it was easier to spot me on the beach/ in the water)
Marked determination (and smug that I can still do a full-body push up)
The painful reality that I can’t stand up on a piece of floating plastic.
After 2.5 hours of lessons, I am happy to report I managed to stand up two times (out of 15 or so attempts)!
And you can see a video clip below
I posted some photos of my trip on my Instagram. And, will be reposting them here with more in-depth explanations before the weekend is over.