☽ Canggu, Indonesia
Definition of pause - 1: a temporary stop.
On Saturday morning I booked a one-way flight to Bali and late on Saturday evening I arrived. For the past four or five days I've been doing the bare minimum. No exaggeration. Eat, sleep, sunbathe, repeat. The perks of island life, hey? Honestly it's so laid back here the whole place is basically horizontal.
About two months ago I pressed pause on my blog. I hit an almighty writer's block and the desire to write just wasn't there anymore. Paired with some unexpected events in my personal life and the thought of churning out regular, SEO-heavy blog posts three times a week became unbearable.
But does it really matter? Did anyone even notice I was gone? I was putting so much pressure on myself to write about what I thought a 'travel blogger' should, when in reality it never mattered. Sometimes I want to write about brunch. Sometimes I want to write about books. Sometimes I even want to write about something more serious - women's rights for instance. And sometimes I just want to share photos, without words.
So that's exactly what I'll do.
These photos were all taken at La Brisa, a place which won my heart with its tuna tartare and pinterest-worthy decor. Honestly, it's beautiful. I was in homemaker heaven. Lisa and I turned up here on our first day - we were actually trying to get somewhere else, couldn't find a parking spot and ended up here. There's a minimum spend if you sit in the 'sunset area' which is right at the front, overlooking the sea, but its only 150,000R so about $15 - and if you eat and drink as much as we do, that's no problemo.
Our next stop is Ubud, where we'll be frolicking with the monkeys, practising yoga, and probably be complaining about the heat.