Wow, so that was quite the rollercoaster these last few weeks here at the Bed and Breakfast. It started off well with an
awesome 1 day road trip with some fellow helpers, but then kind of got a
little bumpy as the Universe decided I had had enough fun and good times thus
threw all sorts of crap at me!
Why did the Macbook have to die!
Although
in saying that, it has really opened my eyes and blown this trip wide
open now that I basically have next to no possessions with me anymore. I
actually went and... like... did stuff! Actually come to think of it
this last week has been great, we got 3 absolutely awesome helpers,
Jason (Greece) and Harriet (Greece), and Gunnar from Iceland.
Iceland! I have never met anyone from Iceland before.
I
have been at this Bed and Breakfast a crazy 2 and a half months now.
Wow. So suffice to say that seeing as the entire premise of this trip
was to see and spend time in New York City, I should probably start
getting a move on once more.
Sigh, I kind of don't want to move to be honest. Traveling around is
tough! I am so comfortable here; I have my own room, provided food and
accommodation, meet awesome people from all over the world, am learning
countless new skills... where as traveling around involves noisy
hostels, carrying bags, planning stuff... not to mention the terrifying
fact that the future is so terribly unknown!
Some of my favourite moments of my final few weeks here:
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| Me and fellow
helper Julia climbed onto the roof of the Bed and Breakfast and spent
the afternoon drawing and painting, the sun shining, completely hidden
away from the guests, it was awesome. That colourful piece is my water
colour attempt at art. |
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| Random picture from the tower, the ocean out below |
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| One of the guests' dogs, she was beatiful |
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| I lost my prescription glasses so my parents mailed me my spare pair from home, with some Vegemite included! Thanks parents! |
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| I finished off
my painting from that afternoon spent on the roof. I am a terrible
artist but I was pretty proud of the end result. |
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| Then I got even more creative! |
Then I wanted to show, via photos, a day in the life here at the Bed and Breakfast:
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| My room |
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| The view from outside my door (I live at the top of a tower) |
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| Down the tower we go |
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| Have to check on our chickens! We have 8 hens and 7 chicks, so cool. |
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| The famous Vivien (innkeeper of the Bed and Breakfast) |
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| The chickens escaped, got to round them up haha |
It really was a great place with just so much
diversity, variations and surprises. Sure it was tough, and at times
just plain dreadful to be honest, but I guess that's what this trip is
all about; the experiences. I had planned to leave on the Sunday, with
Gunnar (the Icelandish guy) accompanying me back down to San Francisco
so I can move on from there. That Saturday however we were hosting a
wedding reception here at the Bed and Breakfast, thus we were very busy
preparing the house, it was insane.
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| Thankfully those tables and chairs aren't ours and were setup by a catering company |
Then once the party begun the helpers and I were free
from any responsibility as the wedding was all catered, so we just hung
out, keeping our heads out of the way.
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| Jason found some funny glasses, funny! |
That night the live music began and all the guests
were in the ballroom dancing away, having a blast of a time. Jason,
Harriet, Gunnar and I went to have a peak, which somehow lead to us
chatting to a few of the guests... who
loved the fact that we were from all different parts of the world.
"Come have some wine and dance with us!" the guests requested.
The next four hours were an absolute
blast! Free wine and beer, becoming awesome friends with absolutely everyone, and just dancing like pure idiots... so sweet!
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| The helpers and I dancing away with the guests, the best fun! |
Wow that was such an awesome ending to my time here, it was some of the best fun I've had in a while.
Being
here was... ridiculous, amazing, dreadful, awesome, eye-opening,
stressful. I managed so much that I never knew I was capable of
like becoming assistant manager,
I learned so many new skills, there was so much peace and stability,
whilst simultaneously being an environment of pure chaos, which I
welcomed I guess. Back in July
when I first arrived
I had no idea that I would end up staying here for so long, and despite
staying here for so long I have no regrets, this really was a great way
to spend a good chunk of my trip. I will honestly miss it, I could have
easily spent another month here at least, I still felt there was so
much I had left to achieve...
But alas, time to move on I guess.
So
where to now? Well a lot of people of late have been asking me when do I
plan on returning home to Australia. While I do have a rough date in
mind, I don't want to divulge that information just yet, but I do know
that I am coming up to the tail end of my time here which means I better
get a move on if I want to see and do everything on my list before my
return.
And... perhaps this trip has made me cynical
due to my plans never seeming to work out, or just a string of terrible
luck, so I actually don't want to mention where I plan on traveling to
in the coming weeks until I am actually there (thus proving it actually
worked out and didn't go astray ha...). Already things are going astray
as I was meant to be in San Francisco already, but my ride bailed at the
very last minute
for absolutely no reason. So I will now be taking buses tomorrow instead... why!
This
trip has definitely taught me that life is completely unpredictable. At
every turn I try and plan my next move, or conjure an image in my mind
on how things might turn out, yet time and time again it is always
thrown completely upside down and I am always wrong.
Thus,
like my time just before arriving to the Bed and Breakfast where I
simply let what will come to be, just come to be, I will again just hope
for the best and see what happens.
Wish me luck!
