Bali preparation: technology edition 1

When you travel, you take photos. Everyone does. It's a given.

When you travel, you want to tell everyone back home all about it,

When you travel, to share the photos with everyone back home means you have to have the gear to be able to send the pictures, and when you travel, how much gear you take requires serious consideration. No one wants to be lugging around heavy backpacks or suitcases, myself included. How inconvenient! Thus currently I'm going through the motions of figuring out what tech gear I want to take with me, and how I can get away with taking as little as possible. When I went to Thailand last year I took the following:

  • Dell mini laptop
  • External hard drive
  • DSLR camera (two lenses only)
  • Thousands of charging cables and accessories (slight exaggeration here)

All up, at meant it was quite the effort to get the photos from the camera onto the laptop onto the hard drive, plus blogging them (I discovered on the trip that my dell mini hated uploading to Facebook so had to download freeware apps to get the pics up, it was a nightmare). The only benefit to taking all of this stuff is that I had my partner at the time with me to help share the load of the backpack; he was actually pretty good, I don't think I carried much at all!

Going to Bali, when thinking about how much stuff I'm taking I need to factor in that I'm alone. That means no sharing th load, so whatever I take needs to be light, and I need to take the least amount of stuff as possible.

This year I now have an ipad, which means the weight issue of taking the dell mini has been resolved…sort of.

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Saturday night integration

On Saturday night I went out with my housemate and her friends for dinner. This was big for me, because my housemate seems like one of those beautiful people. You know the type: gorgeous, intelligent, seemingly so happy all the time. Going out with her friends meant a big deal to me. Not only was … Read more

Bali preparation: clothing

At the end of next month I will be jetting off to the beautiful Bali for a holiday and for a friend's wedding. It will be my first time there, and my first time travelling solo, although through my friend she has introduced me to her friends, and will be meeting up with them when … Read more

Hold tight folks, I’m heading to Bali

A friend of mine is getting married in Bali in May, and I'm invited. Originally I discussed the possibility with C, then after we split with my mum, then a friend. My friend can't make it for budget reasons, and I don't think I could last that long with Mum without getting frustrated (I love … Read more

So it brought me to Nickleback, I shall hang my head in shame

Regular readers to my blog would know that I split with my ex, C, about a month ago. We had been having problems and arguing for quite a while, to the point that I moved out. We were going to try doing the whole “space” thing, it failed, we ended it for good.

Since then I've done the whole rebuilding thing. I live in a house with an amazing housemate, her kids (they're only there 4 days out of 7), and our two dogs. I have a place where I can come home to pure silence, where I can de-stress and recuperate before the stresses of the following day. It's fair to say I couldn't be any more thrilled with where I live.

I've been through the mourning period of my breakup. I've been through the phase of uncontrollable tears and the “I don't care if I get hit by a bus” moments. I'm at a point now where my life is happy, I enjoy time with my friends and I'm focused on myself and the things that I want to achieve. I'm in a good place.

Yet I can't stop thinking about him. I miss him so very much.

It's not that I want someone to hug me, or kiss me, or be intimate with. I don't need someone to just be there, I'm happy and quite content being alone. I've had quite clear signs from someone else that they would like to hook up, and reminders “we should catch up”. I know I would just have to say when and I would have another another friends with benefits. But that's not what I want. That's not what I miss.

I quite literally miss him.

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