Last year, I decided to move to Bali for at least a year. After telling a few of my friends, I realized this was not an average decision. I got reactions of shock, excitement, jealousy, and even suspicion. Was this really something that a normal person like me could just GO DO?
We’ll considering the fact that I’m four months out from leaving LA, I guess the answer is, I don’t know. I certainly think so! I’m going to try my hardest to make it work, and lead a happy and successful life abroad. To jump in whole heartedly to expat culture and everything the Balinese have to offer. Will I even make it out of the states? Can I actually afford it? Does it make sense?
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You will sweat. Just accept it, and let the sweat wash over you. You will get used to it. Which leads me to number two.
Fans are everything, wherever you go, make sure you’re sitting under the fan, it makes all the difference in the world. Like 10 degrees difference.
Pocari Sweat is a drink sold everywhere here, you want to get to know and love it. It’s the Indo equivalent of Gatorade, but without all the weird colors and flavors. Stay hydrated.
WOW. That was one HELL of a trip from LA to Bali. By far the longest series of flights I’ve ever taken. 14.5 hours to Taipei then a 3 hour layover and 6 more hours to Bali. The Taipei airport puts the Beverly Center to SHAME by the way. I was floored by how many name brands had stores. I’ve also never seen so many whiskey brands with stunning setups showing off their wares, and sharply dressed Taiwanese ready to tell you all about when Johnny Walker Blue will change your life (check the pics).
I won’t lie, this has been a really hard process. I almost lost it when I started moving all my stuff out of closets and into the living room to be sold. It seemed to be never ending. All the fucking things I’ve accumulated and inherited over the years as I moved from one place to another. This time however, I’m taking a single carry on, and a backpack. EVERYTHING must go, has become my mantra
Just in the nick of time, my lovely broker Tiffany of SmartLA Realty has found someone to lease my loft. The final price, for those of you who were betting - $5,250 a month for 16 months. Not as high as I would have liked, but still fits my budget nicely. At the end of the day, my adventure is a go, and I’m a happy camper!
Things are not going as expected and there's only 30 days left!! Play the "What Will Josh Get For His Loft?" Game!!
