Last night, I took a chance on a movie that popped up on my Netflix home page called Already Tomorrow in Hong Kong (Emily Ting, 2015). The synopsis sounded Before Sunrise–esque and I’m a sucker for a good “right place, wrong time” kind of romance. I’m also a sucker for films about travelers or ex-pats. In this case, the story centers on Americans in Hong Kong. I consume these tales, even the fictional ones, with a sense of admiration and jealousy. They give me inspiration to keep adding money into my travel fund.
Coincidentally, I had been thinking a lot lately about my week in Hong Kong which kicked off eight months of international travel back in the summer of 2014. While I enjoyed my time there enough while I was there, the more I look back, the more I appreciate it. It may have been my favorite big city I visited during my entire trip. For all the tall buildings, sea of people in the street, and oppressive humidity, I felt comfortable there almost immediately. The energy was somehow simultaneously busy and calm. I look forward to visiting again one day.
I basically had four full days in Singapore. Since it’s such a small city-state, I figured I’d be able to do and see a lot in a short period of time. I didn’t count on being so exhausted and my hostel being in an area where you have to walk at least 15 minutes to get anywhere interesting. No lie: our next door neighbor was a casket store. I’m not complaining about the place, though. It’s called Little Red Dot and it has cozy capsule beds as well as the fastest WiFi I’ve had anywhere. Ever. It was so tempting to cocoon myself in my pod and watch YouTube all the livelong day.
As a compromise, I let myself spend plenty of quality time in bed with my laptop but I had to do one interesting thing outside the pod each day. Here’s what I did.
I’m not big on Thanksgiving in the sense that it’s celebrating an event in American history that’s not really worthy of the reverence. I also think turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce are overrated. Pumpkin pie is gross THERE I SAID IT. I do, however, miss my family (and the fresh Dungeness crab we have as an appetizer every year). So today was a little strange. I had Thanksgiving dinner buffet-style at an infamous bar in Kuta called Skygarden. Lil John performed there last night! Yeah? Yeah.
At least I was able to meet up with the Alexes, those nice boys from Minnesota I met during my first stay at the Big Pineapple in Sanur. Our little American feast was rather pathetic but the company was good. And it never hurts to take a moment to remember all the things you’re thankful for. Here are a few travel-specific things…
Tomorrow is my last full day in Bali. I’ll miss it but I’m excited to explore Singapore for a few days. Where am I heading after that? I said I’d be going back to America but I won’t be going back to the United States. I will be in North America, though. When I leave Asia next week, I will endure a few layovers and end up in Mexico. I am really, really excited.
I assumed at the beginning of my trip that I’d be in Asia for at least a couple of months longer than I will have been here. I originally wanted to visit Laos, Nepal, and the Philippines. Possibly Japan if my budget allowed. I figured I would have spent more than nine days in Thailand. If anything, maybe I would have ditched Asia for Australia or searched for cheap flights to Europe. So why Mexico? I have many people and things to blame thank for this sharp turn.
I realize I haven’t updated in a while and I’ve been bouncing around with limited WiFi since the last post. I technically left Bali for for Lombok’s Gili Islands. I returned to my beloved Big Pineapple hostel in Sanur. Then, with one week left before my flight to Singapore, I decided to come back to Ubud. It’s quiet here and I need some of that. Thanks to all the homestays, I can afford my own room which includes free breakfast and an inquisitive proprietor who wonders where I am all the time. Allow me to catch you up on what happened between Ubud: Part 1 and Ubud: Part 2.