Someone has clearly been searching for my blog. One of the search queries yesterday was “alex the nomad bali volunteer”
I’m flattered, but I wonder who it was?
I’ve been in Indonesia for two weeks now. I haven’t updated because I’ve been quite preoccupied with everything and felt a bit frenzied. And to be perfectly honest, once the initial euphoria of the first 72 hours here wore off, I felt very homesick. Yes, I made several teary phone calls to home and questioned just what the hell I’d gotten myself into, but I’m just so glad now that leaving wasn’t an option, because I would have missed out on what I am starting to experience: ease and comfort with my new surroundings and environment and all of the new challenges and experiences. Now I feel like everything is going very well and I’m so excited to see what the next two months will bring.
Three days ago, I was fortunate enough to be invited to a wedding in the village; I took plenty of photos and uploaded them to Facebook, but will have to wait to upload them to WordPress. I can upload them to Facebook because I do it via my phone; for some reason, at the homestay, it’s very difficult to upload via my laptop. The children are everything I hoped for and more. It’s so rewarding. I help with the disabled children 10 AM – 12:30 PM, and then I teach an advanced English class for non-disabled children aged 12 – 15 from 2 PM – 4:30 PM. It’s 5 days a week. My students are unfailingly polite and shake my hand after class and say “Thank you for teaching.”
Edit: I uploaded them to WordPress successfully and will post them after this post.
To be continued…
Postcards and reveries 