Bite off more than you can chew, and learn how to chew, or you’ll choke.

I’ve never been the kind of person to tip toe into something. I’m all in, or nothing at all. This translates to my first time ever going on a plane – I flew to Australia. It also translates to my desire to do well in competitions, I didn’t want to compete, I wanted to win. And it translates into how I love people, I’m all in, or nothing at all.

Well then. Here I am in Bali, Indonesia, all the way across the world. I’ve never been on a vacation for the sake of a vacation, so why not travel the world by myself and see what I’m made of?

It’s been one hell of a ride and I’m just getting started, haha.

Let’s start by telling you that I almost stayed in the Gold Coast and skipped Bali altogether. I was starting to like it there. I made friends, I was having fun, life was good. Why leave this?! I had everything I wanted, including a working Visa… may as well stay.

All or nothing, NOPE, I’m out. Bali called me on an adventure months ago and it was my absolute mission to go and find out what I’m made of.

I missed my 6:15am flight because I thought I was going to stay in Gold Coast. So here I was at 7:00am without a flight to Bali knowing that I HAD to find a way, or make a way. I packed my bags and headed to the airport.

I was getting to Bali and I was going to do whatever it takes to get to Bali, period.

The airport terminal was actually smooth sailing. I told Quantas I missed my connecting flight to Sydney in the morning, and they literally just put me on the next available flight. Sweeet. I knew for sure I’d miss the flight from Sydney to Denpasar, so I told myself I’d figure it out when I got to Sydney.

I’m an emotional eater. And I ate a lot in the airport. I’ve never been this far away from home for such a long period of time, and here I was about to dive into a 3rd world country. I don’t know anyone in Bali, though, like I knew someone in the Gold Coast.

This, processing the emotions of my breakup, combined with the fact that I was straight up scared shitless… man.

What a journey.

I made it though, and here I am in Denpasar, Bali writing this well-written piece (self pat). I never saw myself as the travelling type, to be honest. I was more than content staying within the confines of my own city. I’ve had many friends leave and go travelling and I was perfectly fine being a homebody, staying in Calgary, and never leaving.


After these last two weeks I know for a fact that travelling is something that I will do for the rest of my life. What an incredible experience to be this far away from home and be forced to figure everything out. Stuck in the middle of no-where and not knowing where to go next? Well, better figure it out, because there’s no one here to bail me out!

A simple example of finding ways to piece things together – when I got here I didn’t have a charger for Bali. The chargers are different, they have two circular prongs that plug into walls. Well, over in Canada, eh, we have two (or three) prongs! So I’ve got a computer without a charge, I left my Iphone on the plane, and I’m in the Denpasar airport without any idea where I’m supposed to be staying.

I ended up finding a taxi driver who let me use his phone, logged onto the airDNB website and found the address of the place that I was staying. That taxi driver… he was so nice, showed me around, dropped me off, then charged me TRIPLE what he should of charged me for the ride (didn’t find that out till the next day in a conversation with my house host).

Haha, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. What a lifechanging experience this has been, and this is only the beginning.

In 7 days I make my way to a Silent Meditation and Yoga Retreat for 9 days where we do nothing but contemplate life, eat food, meditate, do yoga, walk the rice fields, and be present. I’m so, so, so, looking forward to that.

For now I’m in Denpasar doing some updates for Aesthetic Nation to make my company run more smooth, and to develop more of an online presence in order to orchestrate positive change in people’s lives.

I’m grateful for every moment that I’m able to wake up and breathe fresh air, drink clean water, and eat food that nourishes my body. I’m grateful that I live in a beautiful country, Canada, that has all of the amenities that allow me to live a luxurious lifestyle. Most of all – I’m grateful that I am loved. By my amazing family back home, my friends who encouraged me to go on this trip, and my friends who I can’t wait to get back home and crush workouts with.