Where do I even begin?? Ok, firstly I’d like to sincerely apologise for my silence! Sorry, I’m good and that is why, I usually blog from a place of anger or frustration or desperation and none of that applies currently. I’m in a good space. Touch wood!!
Anyway, I just came back from a life ( ok maybe not life, but, perspective) changing trip. We flew 8 hours from Johannesburg to Dubai, layed over for 3 hour and flew another 9 hours to Bali to be only 6 hours ahead of Jhb. It was a long journey but exciting nonetheless. It was my first time on a flight, I know that doesn’t suit me at all! Anyway we were 3 couples and a single girl, sorry a single RICH girl. I
I thought I was ready for this trip, saved up about 10 000 ZAR only for the rich girl to say her budget was 100 000 ZAR!!! SPENDING MONEY! That’s enough to buy a small car!! I bought a new car by the way, I guess that’s my first ‘Congratulations’ of 2023 even though I had coined THE WHOLE YEAR ‘The year of congratulations!’
Back to the Bali trip. I should have known how rich she is when she upgraded all her flights to business class because she wanted to sleep better.
Got to Bali, around 4 in the afternoon and checked into this paradise villa literally called Villa paradiso… My gosh, these flash backs have me teary, I miss it already!! Wait, I skipped an important rich girl clue again, at the duty free in Dubai, she dropped R15 000, that’s 15 thousand rands, please do quick conversion to your currency to fully comprehend the wealth of this girl, she dropped R15k of bottles of Dom! That’s Dom perignon and Veuve clicquot. ALCOHOL!!! That’s just celebratory bottles because she just won in the category she was nominated in for something about women and business, she got the news that she won the award and it comes with R350 000!!!!!!!!!!!
At this point she is a diva but I can’t hate her, she is actually a nice person!!! I’m wrapping up on her I promise, she has lots of money, her PA forgot to pack swim stuff, yes personal assistant! And so she had to shop for new ones when we landed. She spent 29 million indonesian rupiah! Ok, everyone is a millionaire in Bali but still! That was one day. One shop. Ok now I’m really about to wrap up, she spent the same amount the next day. She is rich, period. She says she deposited for the liposuction she wants…
You guys know I’ve been job hunting all my life basically and in the time I was away, 8 people in my life have resigned for better jobs and appointed for positions I applied for, maybe I need to reword my CV!
Back to the trip, I blabber about other stuff because I haven’t blogged in so long!! My fault. Back to the trip, when we landed, it was an hour drive to Ubud, Villa paradiso. We jumped into the pool so fast, it became a nightly routine. The humidity is horrible.
The next morning we went to Creyta Ubud, oh my gooooooooooosh, please google it, we drank and swem in all their pools, ate, hired dress for the Bali swing, were you in Bali if you didn’t do the swing?! And my budget finished right there! LOL! I was meant to be rich, I can judge by my lifestyle choices and habits and spending!!! GOD Please hear my cry. To be honest, I felt the budget leave my body right when we left Jhb!!!! We had the best time in Ubud guys, day 2 had me saying “I came, I saw, I conquered Bali” My big thing was the swing. And the floating breakfast!
That’s literally me in that picture!!!!
I couldn’t be bothered by anything after this really, I was literally on top of the world.
We did the restutants, the drinking, so so so much drinking! Then after 3 days we moved to a hotel in the “city”, Seminyak! My gosh, so much fun we had. We went for this massage in Sundari Day Spa and my goooooooooooosh!!!!! I swear I was given ashwagandha or something because I passed out on that girl for 90 minutes while having a none relaxing massage, there was pinching and slapping and dry brushing but I was GONE! I woke up a new woman.
We then went to the beach club called Potato head! Oh my gooooooodh. Imagine being in a pool that has a bar in the pool and you see the ocean! Out the pool, into the ocean, out the ocean, onto the day bed listening to music, eating, back in the pool, back to the bar!
WOW guys, it was heaven. We did night clubs, day markets, cute cafes, we just lived our best lives.
Eventually time to go home arrived, as the plane landed, I could feel the depression creeping back onto my shoulders.
I landed and went to see a GP, because dieticians have failed me, to assist me medically with weight loss. I was a chubby girl in Bali. Everyone on my whatsapp thought Untitled was going to propose. He didn’t, I didn’t think / expect him too btw.
The end
Oh Larney! 