Why have I not written much over the last 2 months? Well, first of all, it's pretty unexciting if you're staying at the same place and basically have a daily routine consisting of walking the dogs, housework and coming up with puzzle or decor ideas, only interrupted by well, getting my tattoo and going to a concert. Not that my days were boring or anything, but you know, it's just not things that are exciting to read about on a travel blog. Then, secondly, tumbler is a b****. I am one of those people who have there creative writing phases only every once and a while, and if the website you are posting on then constantly says "Whooops, something went wrong. We'll try again later.", I do tend to get tired of typing the same thing over and over again. Which, I know, could be spared me if I would just type the stuff as a note on my phone or Lap Top, but somehow, I manage to forget that tumblr does tend to stuff up every single time. Like literally, every single time. That results in me getting frustrated and only writing up to five sentences to at least try to have my family and friends up to date which then again results in my mum frequently asking whether I'm getting homesick. No mum, I'm not, thanks for the concern. :D I'm not going to fill the gaps that have come up in the timeline, because I just cannot be bothered to do so. But I am going to say that I completely understated my love for my tattoo and wakeboarding. I desperately hope that I will get a chance to experience wakeboarding a lot in the future and am definitely planning on extending my current tattoo and getting a few more.
Now that that has been cleared up and I actually thought about saving this as a note before trying to put it up on tumblr, let's have some realtalk:
There's also a third reason as to why I haven't written anything lately. I have been in a car crash and figured it would be easier to share my experience once everything with my insurance is sorted out. It wasn't a sinister accident, like neither I nor the other driver were hurt. But: both of our cars have been written off by now. We were both insured with different companies, and they both stuffed up, but in different ways. Shanaye's (she is the other girl) was fast at the start. The car got assessed right away, so that she basically knew directly that she needed to look for a new car. Mine on the other hand towed my car to a smash repairer's who was still on holiday. So I didn't find out for nearly two weeks whether or not I needed to find a new car. That's why I'm still looking. Also, my excess was horrendous. Like really, really high. Then again, Shanaye needs to wait for up to 4 weeks for her pay out directly, whereas mine should be on my bank account within 2-3 working days. And, because she only insured her car on market value, she gets paid out less than I although her car probably was worth way more than mine. All in all, insurance companies suck. I nearly had a breakdown every time they called me, because I basically never knew where my car (with my camping gear still in it!) was and what was going to happen to it next.
Anyways, something good really does seem to come from everything if you just let it. Shanaye's lovely family took me in for the time I'm without a car and they are just amazing! They've got a dog, they've got a pool, they provide me with food and babysitting jobs and they are teaching me how to surf! Which is just amazeballs! Like seriously, I am so looking forward to our next trip to the beach! I've only been in the water with a board once so far, but I absolutely fell in love with it. People who know me might remember that I've always loved the water, especially the ocean. Just swimming around a bit, floating on the waves and feeling them breaking around me.. You might remember my post about my first swim in the ocean in Australia. :D But I've always wondered myself why, although I do love being in the water, I never really saw the appeal in going to the pool and playing around. Jumping into waves was more my thing, but it still didn't feel as satisfying as I would have expected it. And then I went surfing today. And I couldn't stop grinning. Although my eyes are still red, although my body feels sore, my knees are swollen and I have bruises on my knee from hitting it on the fins and although I got knocked over the head by my board, I just could not stop grinning. It's strange that I feel more one with the ocean with a board underneath my feet than with just being in there, but it is what it is. The feeling when you stand up and the wave just carries you further and further is just too amazing to be described. I'm just desperately hoping that I will get plenty of opportunities to improve my techniques and to precise pop ups so I can actually do them and not stand up awkwardly and to just surf in the future. I'm seriously considering buying a wetsuit and a surfboard to go surfing in the north sea. I really want to get in there properly. And I hope that going back to the Gold Coast will give me the chance to really practise constantly. I would not have dreamed of it being so much more amazing than wakeboarding, because, as I said before, wakeboarding is pretty cool, but surfing is just.. I don't know how to describe it. Let's just stick to I fell in love with it. Within the first try. And went on trying for 4 1/2 hours. Swapping to a slippery, lighter board for the last half hour. Which was strange, but I found the balance in the end. :D
I'm sorry that this has been such a long post, but I finally felt like writing again, so.. :D But now I have to say good night, my body needs some sleep!
