Sunday, October 30th 2016
It was a cold, cold fall night. We comforted ourselves with a glass of Chardonnay (a bottle actually… but who’s counting?) & tried to ignore the coming winter that awaited us. It was one of those nights when you suddenly think about what you want to do with your life, what you want to become & somehow, you start to question yourself. Our life in France was very confortable. However, that comfort & routine life made us want to leave.
I was a student in Economics but I always thought it was irrelevant to sit on a chair 9 hours a day only to be taught how to prepare yourself for the « real world ». Can’t I just figure it out by myself? William, who had already graduated from university, hadn't found anything interesting enough that he would not quit his job every year (coincidently on the month of June) to go off to Bali. We would take three months off to relax in paradise going back & forth between over-crowded Bali & peaceful Lombok. At that point, my parents were developing an amazing project called Saifana Organic Farm. They had bought a land in the North of Lombok in 2013 & started to build wooden bungalows : one for each of their seven children so we could have a place where we would reunite each summer. Slowly the family farm became a place where locals & travelers would stay, exchange, learn from their differences & share knowledge. My parents had a hard time juggling between their daily jobs & managing the farm & were looking for someone to help them…
While watching the raindrops splatter on our roof window, I said : "Wouldn't it be nice to live near the beach? No winter, only the occasional tropical rain." Then, with the most natural tone, William answered : « Let’s move to Indonesia then! ». And at that point, I was scared & excited at the same time because I knew he was dead serious. We were going to the unknown : moving to a new country, living on a farm, adapting to a new culture, managing a business with my parents… It all seemed so crazy, but we weren't turning back. It was time for a real adventure!
From then on, our mindset changed & everything seemed bright again. We were enjoying the rain & cold weather as a last exotic experience! Shortly after, we booked a one-way ticket & slowly started to pack. The airline’s 30kg limit gave us no choice but to sort our stuff, give away our most valuable objects to family & friends, and sell our furniture on a second-hand website. But the hardest part was to get rid of William’s precious sneaker collection (he must have had at least thirty?).
It was crazy to realize how many unnecessary things we had accumulated in such a short amount of time. We found shopping bags with clothes we had never worn (how stupid can we be?). At one point we even left boxes full of clothes on the street, and it was pretty hilarious to see people from our neighborhood wearing our stuff! The months went by very quickly & next thing we knew, we were at the train station saying goodbye to our closest friends.
It was August 27th, the last Sunday of the month, & as we boarded the plane we knew… we were starting a new chapter in our lives!