This time last year, on this exact day, we were sat in Adelaide airport waiting for our flight to Indonesia. I still felt queasy from our weekend spent on a boat in the middle of the ocean where we were on the lookout for great white sharks (yeah I think that's a pretty cool way to finish off a whirlwind year in Australia too) but I was so excited to start the next leg of adventure.
You see, as I've mentioned before I loved my time in Australia, by the time it was up Jody and I were both ready to leave. The hostel lifestyle was starting to take a toll on us both and our whole time in Sydney was spent working our arse's off, saving for a month in Thailand and our flight home. The weather always seemed to be bad on weekends and I don't think we really got the true Sydney experience because of this.
I loved Oz but as well know, all good things come to an end. Every now and again I have a pang of regret that I didn't complete my farm work but meh, Australia isn't going anywhere anytime soon and I can always go again in the future.
Anyways, our next stop - Bali - was okay but we had been before so we had done everything we wanted to do on our previous trip. We just wanted to be somewhere familiar for Christmas, somewhere where we kind of knew where we were going and how to get by.
Christmas wasn't the same with just the two of us - It's a time to be with your family and I don't think either of us have ever felt as alone as we did at Christmas time last year.
But we made the most of it.
We watched Christmas movies, skyped our families and despite surprisingly, we managed to find somewhere that did Christmas dinner complete with Yorkshire Puds. We ended it by watching a huge tropical lightening storm and whilst it was far from perfect, it was ok - Definitely one of our more memorable ones anyways.
The Balinese went out of their way to create a Christmassy atmosphere for the Western tourists, despite not actually celebrating it themselves (the majority of the Balinese are Hindu's). There were decorations, festive music, Christmas meals...But it just wasn't the same without our families or the cold weather.
As much as I enjoy travel I'm definitely not in any rush to spend another Christmas away from my family or North Yorkshire, that's for sure.
Annnnd that's the end of Part One! Keep an eye out for How Time Flies: Part Two around the end of January and if you want to catch up with any of my previous travel posts you can find them all here.
Have you ever spent a Christmas abroad? How did you find it?