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I never thought I'd...

There are many things that are now part of my everyday life in Indonesia that I never thought I'd do, or more accurately, never had a reason to think about whether I'd ever do or not.

I never thought I'd be using motorbikes as my standard means of transportation.
After years of nodding in amused agreement at Richard Dawkin's infallible logic, I didn't think I'd be going to church on a semi-regular basis, or feeling so good about it.
I couldn't have guessed I'd enjoy cleaning someone else's house every weekend, while my own room feels less and less like home.
I didn't suspect I'd be living in Indonesia, absolutely adoring the food...baby squid; avocado juice with chocolate sauce; hot orange juice; spicy aubergine, to name just a few of my favourites!
I would've laughed in your face if you'd told me I'd enjoy going to karaoke booths.
I never imagined I'd be teaching teachers, or loving my job so much despite so much resistance (read: bs).
I had no idea I'd fall in love.

But, I absolutely should've known that my new years resolutions wouldn't last five minutes...hehe. I read one book in January, went to one yoga class, and have spoken maybe 20 words of Indonesian in the last six weeks. Good job I didn't also say I'd keep my blog updated!


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  1. Ok, it would seen we need a skype catch-up more than ever x

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  2. Sometimes it's best to completely ignore one's New Year's resolutions and go with the flow.

    And love? Well, well, well. ;-)

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