I am a funnylicious girl who loves to travel the world so I am not sure I am Mexican anymore LOL. I am currently working and living in Asia and I love it; my heart already tastes like curry and my skin smells like Japanese Umeshu.
Photography, people, nature, details, laugh…I am thankful to be surrounded by all of this and I love to share my stories so even there is tons and tons of Blogs, finally I decided to listen to some of the people that asked me to write my stories, and here I am…let’s see how it goes.
The guide explained to us that the Komodo dragon can weigh up to 150 pounds and eat up to 80% of their own body weight in one sitting. Well, I guess this didn’t make me feel very safe, especially as our protection walking around the reserve was only one long stick with a Y shape.
Some people believe they are “dragons” and some that they descend from dinosaurs but in fact they are biiiiig lizards “varanus komodoensis”. There was a theory saying that these islands had some effects in the bodies of animals and humans as this lizard is extremely big and they also found in Flores what they called the “hobbit cave” where bones, smaller than usual, from primitive humans were waiting to be revealed.
Indonesia is a very interesting country with more than 17 000 Islands, and I booked a trip for 2 days and 1 night in a wooden boat that brought me to see the dragons in Rinca and Komodo Island. I need to say that it’s quite pricey, about 1 million rupees for the boat plus another 500k to enter the islands and snorkel that national park with no luxe except … Bingo! You have the luxury of feeling the wind on your face and see the tide and the funny shapes created by the current, you sleep under the stars floating in the middle of the ocean and the moon caress your skin, and yes next morning you see the sunrise from the boat while you navigate to reach Padar Island.
What a dream, this country has it all! I also swam with mantas and I saw their dance under the water like giving us a private show, then we headed to the pink beach, which is not that pink but with some filters hit tons of likes on Instagram.
One of the good presents of this trip was to meet Lusia (yes, with S), a bubblish lady from Surabaya. She was doing her 1st solo trip at 34years old and as we had the same age and both studied the same plus she was very funny, we immediately clicked. She helped me to relax after being upset for the lack of punctuality of the company we were using for the trip. And she was trying to not be obvious taking me videos and photos in the boat as many Indonesians do to foreigners to post them on social media and get likes from other Indonesians…weird thing yes, but I got used to it after 2 years of living here. So when I saw her taking me a video, I posed for it and she laughed and said: how do you know? I laugh as well and replied: well, the camera is right in front of me!. She ended up telling me the story of her life with a couple of tears that made me feel like she was not that happy about her job and having some pressure to fit into the Indonesian society but she has quite a free soul which I loved.
I’ll keep as well in my memory the moment when I was walking behind the komodo dragon (2m away) to pose for a picture – encouraged by the ranger – and the animal didn’t stop watching me for a second, also I will not forget how after “posing” for all my pictures he just slept and the next tourist that arrived after me couldn’t take any, perhaps he liked me (as a potential snack). Their skin looks like a snake one and the movement of their tongue as well, I cannot define the noise they do and I definitely don’t want to see them running towards me ever! (20km per hour)
What an adventure, Thank you life, Thank you Indonesia!
little by little the day awakes in the south of Bali, next my soul does the same embracing a new day and finally my body let the sun caress me.
I am sure I would also be a sunrise lover if I wake up that early 🙂
Sunset is pure magic for me, the sun dissapears sometimes behind the mountains, sometimes splashing in the ocean and sometimes I believe I am just sending it to my parents on the other side of the world as when my day is finishing in Asia, their day is about to start in Mexico.
This picture was taken in Prambanan temple, in Java Indonesia.
The government closed the airport, vanished the TV and ask to stop the WIFI, what, The WIFI? No please, take my life but no the wifi (joke). We were not allowed to go on the streets or anywhere actually, if you were staying at a resort you couldn’t go out, or even to the beach, forget about music and also light!
The darkness was covering everything, and we were not allowed to turn on the lights. Few years before one of the employers was catch by the police fixing a light at the gate and was deported. I was excited and little bit concerned as well. “Nyepi” The day of silence had come and I was in Bali.
It was 19:30hrs when I came out of my room and BANG I couldn´t see anything, there was not a single light in the resort, quite unsure if I was allowed or not I used my cellphone to be able to see little bit and went downstairs and suddenly when I looked up, the whole universe was contemplating me, I was absolutely astonished by the quantity of stars I could see, it was an overwhelming feeling and the silence allowed me to hear the music of the nature.
Nyepi is an Hindu celebration based on the Saka calendar, a very special “New Year” and it is a day reserved for self reflection, preceded by the Ogoh-Ogoh ceremony where the communities chase the demons and build big figures to represent them and bring out on the streets while the young people play some music, and everybody makes a lot of noise to scare them.
A day of silence, while us westerns would be preparing the party blowers, a playlist with all the current hits, etc. The Balinese new year is the opposite: God, humans and earth come to a balance, the whole island stops. I decided to stay awake with my friend and we took one big bed from the swimming pool and carried it to a very open area to see the sky. Hours passed while we were in silence just looking at the universe and tons of stars that might not even exist now but that sent their light thousands of kilometers away to reach my eyes. The night was chilly and I could feel the humidity and also hear the waves crashing on the sand, we took some towels to cover our bodies and we decided to sleep there enjoying this magical experience.
It was hard to believe that without a telescope the sky looked this way, it’s also hard to believe that this is the way it would look everyday above our heads if we were not surrounded by lights everywhere. There were so many shooting stars that I told mi friend: after 1 hour here, I will be slim, rich, etc, as I can ask so many wishes. We laugh in the darkness, and I started my special ritual that I do in moments when I feel so blessed and I say in my mind; Thank you God, thank you life, destiny, family, myself, my job, mother nature…at the end it is all related and things need to fit like gears in a machine to let us be there in the right moment with the right people.
Mushroomsss, do you want mushrooms? It was the last day of my Holidays and I was in Gili T, this tiny Island known by its beauty and party atmosphere, in Indonesia. I was quite surprised to see this big announcements everywhere and people offering this on the streets, bars, etc. First of all, aren’t you having Ramadan festivities now? Isn’t this illegal? Isn’t quite weird to have big boards with colorful chucks saying “buy here your trip to the moon”?
I was walking around the Island and I found some amazing spots for my artistic/amateur, cellphone pictures haha, as it was low tide and the sun was going down the reflection of some trees, branches, dead coral and clouds was simply beautiful and I could not resist to take tons of shots.
On the background I could listen some techno music and people enjoying those beach clubs having some drinks and getting ready for the sunset. My feet kept walking until they found a quite bar with only another 4 customers, some puffs and shade to sit, I got a beer and food to enjoy the scene. I am a big sunset lover (I might also love sunrise but I don´t wake up that early), It is just magical how this happen, the sun disappearing first slowly and then fast, in a question of seconds its gone but the color party remains for another half an hour covering everything, changing the contrast in your pictures and putting smiles on people’s face and kisses on others.
I was the last customer but nobody was coming to bring any bill so I went to the little bar counter in the back where a smiley Indonesian guy with curly messy hair gave me the cutest smile and somehow I ended up sitting there talking with him.
Soon, I was hypnotized by this 23 years old boy playing the guitar (he was not Carlos Santana but very charming ) or maybe it was just the moment. He was singing sometimes in English and sometimes in Bahasa as his other friends were coming one by one, I was feeling as always so lucky as I never imagine in my life to live in this country. I truly give value to these type of opportunities where you embrace the culture in a very local way, the other 3 friends were only able to sing in Bahasa (1 girls and 2 boys) and I was taking videos every time, what a night!!
Next morning I woke up with the birds singing and the waves dancing, the rest of the bonfire was there and the crickets were whispering the night gossips .The volcano right in front was floating between the clouds, waiting to welcome the sun like my eyes were doing. Little by little the sun rose in front of me and the melody of life was getting loud with all the birds and insects surrounding us… Did I say us? Yes I did!! I said goodbye and walk following my google maps back to my hotel to pack and try to get a speed boat to go back to Bali (my house for the past year) and end up the wonderful journey that took me around Java, Lombok and Gili T.
Lucky girl, I saw a stunning sunset and sunrise to close one of those memories that you can tell later on to your grandchildren… in case I have one.
Walking barefoot between some cockroaches, food, flies and dirty water was not exactly my original idea of being careful in India to don’t get sick. It was kind of a joke from the destiny to do not exaggerate on my precautions while being in New Delhi on my 1st day.
To visit India was a cherished dream since my father used to tell us stories where my sister and I were travelling around the world and visiting the Taj Mahal back in the days were it was constructed.
It was 42°C and we were trying to stay at the pool little bit in our nice hotel but it was quite impossible, I think that if I had put an egg on the floor it would have been cooked like in the movies. We wait until the temperature dropped a little (something like 35C) and went out to visit Gururwara Bangla Sahib that is a Sikh house of worship. It is a beautiful place and I was feeling happy to visit it and embrace the Indian culture.
On our way out while putting our shoes back on, the guy from the visitors center insisted to show us one area we were missing and he gave us a little tour in the kitchen were they prepare food for whoever wants to come to eat without distinction of religion, gender, ethnicity, etc. I just didn’t expect to be barefoot walking in this not very clean area and also it was quite uncomfortable how pushy the Sikh was to get some “Donations from our heart” which we didn’t have at the moment.
It was so interesting to see how this big kitchen works with all the volunteer heroes that cook every day in high temperatures and for long hours to feed hundreds of people NO MATTER THE BELIEVES OR NATIONALITY. In Mexico we say “Haz el bien, sin mirar a quien” which means “Do good things to no matter who”.
Outside I could stay for hours looking at the clothing with beautiful vibrant colors, the language, the believes, the architecture…the heat…oh the heat, yes IT WAS MAY!. We continue our way and went to the Jantar Mantar that is an observatory in the middle of the city, and was apparently constructed in 1724 wow, almost 3 centuries ago. I am sure that in that time they would never imagine that it would survive such a long time and would end up surrounded by “modern” buildings, Mac Donalds and shops, but still is an interesting peaceful space in the middle of Delhi hustle.
While crossing a complicated avenue a guy approached us to “help us” doing it the right way and then offered himself to show us the Official Delhi Tourism Center which end up being a scam that we partially suffer later on but I will talk about it in another time.
A roof top restaurant to admire the city sounded like a good idea to close the day, my friend went to the toilet and in a fraction of a second I had a man standing in front of me introducing himself, asking me my name, last name and next second he was already sitting in the table talking about how he got fired from his job that day – and I was not sure how was I feeling. My friend came back and look at me like – what’s going on? As the guy suddenly started drinking my friend’s beer and was obviously quite drunk and start hitting on me, so Daniel and I need to say we were a couple. To make the story short, we let the things ran, and this guy invited his friends who arrived later on and we end up all chatting for a while and meant to meet next day but Dany and I didn’t show up as the whole thing was quite bizarre.
Well, my first day In India was already full of stories, it seems impossible to fit all in 24hrs but the time in India is different LOL… in fact everything is.