Trip and Surf Journal: Fri 4.12 (no surf — farmstay –> ubud)

Donating Trees. Snorkel Adventures.  Getting to Ubud

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This is just another one of those insane days that have so many dimensions it is hard to capture it all . Not all days are like this, some are super recovery and not much going down beyond, for real, recovering and school and planning/etc. — but I am finding that the travel days are turning into some of our most dynamic days, in a good way.  Generally we are time constrained and stoked to do “one more thing” in the morning of wherever we are.  Often there is something cool about the travel, and we break it up w/ some exploration and what not.  We know we’ll arrive at wherever we are going by hook or by crook and be toasted and there will be stress and discomfort and whatever so we just drain the tank.  And then we are there, and it is always getting late, and we are toast, but stoked.  So today was one of those.

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Just a fan and the bamboo mats rolled up allowing for a little breeze changed my game so much on sleeping at the farm outside. I actually passed out reading on a bamboo mat at 8:30.  No sleep prior night and Agung caught up.  That I can even sleep on a bamboo mat now is a riot.  Poor Megan won’t forgive the bed soon for the night before neck crick . Such a bummer. She is amazing, she is living the attitude.  Neck/back crick is such a chronic discomfort — but in 5 weeks we have all learned to adapt to what discomforts in such an awesome way.  So much less complaining from all of us, so much less whining from all of us, so much less grumpiness projected to others because we are not feeling “great”.  So much more ownership of our own zone and willingness to accept and adapt and not grind others because we are not feeling great about ourselves for whatever reason.  It might be my number one biggest stoke on the trip in general.  Feeling, seeing, living the adaptability we all have within us and how spirit and energy trump negativity.

Have to mention the freshly chopped ginger/lemongrass tea.  Insane.  Have to make a note of the bathroom.  Stone, outdoors, spend some time there in the middle of the night.

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We leave side by side this morning.  Before we got we plant trees.  A “donation” and learning process ($20 for 4 pineapple and 1 banana tree).  Super cool.  HIlarious to see Aili rocking worms and Keira freaking, peeling off from fishing zone yesterday, same.  Tree planting is awesome.  Skies open up and drill us.  Rained in, and rained on the way out.  Suck it up, be one w/ wet and mud don’t fight it . . . Crew rallies out of the farm stay and Aili can actually walk the path now, which is awesome.  We call an audible vs. Amed just in case weather doesn’t break, Amed is 30 minutes the OTHER way.

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So of course we get kind of lost and it is still nuking rain on us but the new nav zone and practices pay off and we get on track — Padang Bai curls our toes w/ the aggressive touts and b.s. after being in the sticks — but my skin is so thick now and my confidence so much higher and what not and people sense picking the scammers from the legit, etc. — all good.  We find blue lagoon, we find the right spot to hang and chill.  Amazing, really.  Warung, snorkel rental, beach, etc.  The ocean is still sparky and the lagoon has current and beach break.  But Keira is up for a snorkel adventure, first time.  I work the rental, sizing, etc.  We work on fitting and basics of snorkeling and mouth breathing and clearing the snorkel — but Keira has never had a mask on her nose or flippers or whatever.  I reject staring w/ a lifevest on her.  So away we go — a tantrum and adventure through big beach break and surf but finally I get Keira comfy just staring at the bottom of the ocean and breathing through snorkel while kind of “riding” me :)  And then, we are holding hands, flipping along, the ocean is swelling and currents are nuts and she is taking cue from me to relax and not grip — and the fish are insane!! I think they chilled her out, she just started tripping on coral and fish and the magic of that zone — (can you remember your first time?) — she just relaxed.  Finding Nemo, indeed.

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We had an adventure out kind of deep when I brought us up to ask if she wanted to go longer or go in.  It was actually kind of cold water w/ the Lombok/Badung straight currents coming — all relative — she was ready to head in.  But she had water in her snorkel and couldn’t clear it.  I tried to torque her snorkel around to clear it while she was kind of “riding me” on my shoulders and swell and chop going and what not — and in the process pulled off the bottom piece of the snorkel and dropped it and had to dive after it then pop up Keira who was not panicking (per our chats/lessons — fear in ocean ok, panic NOT/NEVER) — just like mtns yo  — so anyway we get her sorted and swamp up on beach and clear the breaking surf zone and are glowing.  I love it.  She is a badass!  Megan and Aili have lunch up at the warung ready and have been watching us the whole time and we all revel in the radness that just went down.  Aili is DEMANDING to go, chomping at the bit.  Conditions are too burly for her, oh well.  I go out w/ Megan, it is awesome.  Girls get bracelets.  We love the peeps at this warung/etc.  Just an amazing score.

Now, time to get to Ubud and find another place.  Here we go.  I’m so much better at this now.  I correct a couple potential mistakes in navigation in real time.  I roll down windows and start pointing at any intersection “Ubud?” Ubud?!!” . . . we get there.  I play banker again (note to do a major money post at some point just super interesting when 5 months is the game not a few weeks) — while we get to a super market.  I call the villa crew/Komang and successfully communicate a rendezvous point and we arrive at villa balinese which is simply stunning.  I want to do it all in 2 hours.  I want to chill w/ cocktails, swim w/ kids, catch up on writing, take pics, cook dinner for the fame, etc.

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All good, we get it all done.  I stay up till 1.  Internet here is broken but whatevs.  Megan neck changes our itin, tomorrow is the day for me to figure stuff out / do my own adventure if I want.  I have to figure out a bike or climbing batur or something.  I will deal, we’ll see . . . more on that adventure to come!!!

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