I’ve been meaning to write a blog post about this for a while, because I have pretty strong views on social media as a whole. I’ve written a couple of features about the correlation between social media use and mental health struggles, and I’ve based lots of my essays at University on social media in journalism. It’s a tricky one, this, because I’m an active user of Facebook, Twitter and Instagram – the latter is primarily to promote my blog and actually get people to read it. But even so, I still feel like a hypocrite for saying how unhealthy I think social media use can be, when I’m an active participant in it.
So, it’s pretty fair to say that last week was a bloody good week. It all started when I woke up at 8am on Friday to watch Princess Eugenie’s wedding. Yes, I did do that – and no, I don’t care. She may be one of the lesser-known royals, but she is still royal, and that’s a good enough excuse for me to get my royalist hat on and cry without shame at how beautiful she looked.
She wore a classic, elegant backless number that showed her scar from a spinal operation she had aged 12, simply because she’s not ashamed of it – she’s empowered by it.
This struck a chord for me, because I have a 6-inch scar on my stomach from an emergency operation I had aged 18.
It was generically reading Eat, Pray, Love six years ago because everyone else was doing it that made me want to go to Bali in the first place. So, when I finally got around to doing so, and found out that tourists are able to go and see the actual son of the medicine man from the book, I obviously jumped on board.
I did it, guys. I finally went to Bali, after years of pining over it. And, without sounding really corny, the experience has actually changed my life and broadened my mind, re-igniting my love of faraway destinations and long-haul travel. This idyllic Indonesian island is quite simply paradise on Earth, and spending three weeks there was an experience I won’t forget in a hurry. If you read my post on preparing for a South East Asia backpacking trip, you’ll have read that I was planning on heading to Thailand, too.
I loved Bali and the Gili Islands so much that I decided to spend the entire time there, instead.
The smiles of the locals, the stunning natural beauty and the abundance of things to see and do, as well as the laid-back, tropical vibe that’s unlike any other place I’ve been, were just a few reasons why I made the decision to stay on longer.
So, if you’re planning on backpacking around Bali on a budget, or if you’re just after some crucial tips on the island, read on to find out my 9 essential tips.
Being a Journalism Studies student at the University of Sheffield, I had the amazing opportunity of undertaking a work placement at the Press Association for a week towards the end of June. The experience itself was a whole host of things, positive and negative; liberating, scary, eye-opening, and stressful. All at the same time.
I’ve been to London countless times for sunny weekend breaks, but I’ve never had the chance to stay for longer than two or three days. So I got to see a whole different side of London during the week I stayed there – away from the bustling tourist hotspots to a vibrant, deadline-laden office next to Victoria Station. Long story short, it was pretty interesting.
Here’s a few things I learned.