Ozzy Days

October 13, 2017

Today I have seen a license plate that read: I <3 2Bfit.
This couldn’t be more Gold Coast. Sometimes am baffled by how everything is a
little vain and a little dumb, other times I am just enjoying our life in the
tropical paradise, more often the latter. Content would be the word of last
month. It’s impossible to complain because love life is great, the weather is
great, the road trips are fun, the people I talk to are wonderful, yoga puts me
into zen mood every time and there’s always a new restaurant to try. If I
didn’t have to work, I would dare say things couldn’t be better.

Shortly after Canada I was lucky enough to go and visit our
biggest project this year, a beautiful marina right in the heart of the
Whitsundays. I could hardly choose a more desirable location for my first
business trip. Friday we worked a little bit, but still managed to have a
perfect lunch overlooking the marina and the peaceful sea. The evening was in a
similar spirit, just at a different bar, I was served by two Englishman, not
even in the UK, I was served gin and tonic by the English and they were pretty
sassy.

Saturday was just out of this world. Me, Sarah (who also
worked for the company), her friend and another girl that we have just met went
on a boat tour. Already jumping on the waves was so exhilarating that I had to
keep myself from shouting, but I did smile the whole time like an idiot. The
beautiful Whitehaven beach was unreal, no filter needed for insta photos. We
were walking in the crystal clear water and manta rays were swimming around and
we were just sitting in the sand laughing. After we have seen some turtles
popping their heads up and we had lunch on the boat and went snorkelling with
the most colourful biggest fish I have ever seen and it was just magical. It
was worth filling my lungs with salt water when I screamed underwater as the
Big George ate a piece of bread right next to my face. The Great Barrier Reef
was also spectacular and if I wasn’t freezing in the water, I would probably stay
snorkelling there forever. On the way back we saw a mother whale and a baby whale
just casually swimming next to our boat, really stunning.

In the evening my boss took me to an oyster bar, which we
combined with champagne. As a lover of the finer things, I was not complaining.
The rest of the girls joined us and we all continued to a restaurant where I
absolutely stuffed myself with a steak that was carefully done on a fire for 12
hours. And the night finished (finished for me anyway) at a bar where we tried
a countless amount of cocktails. Next time I was flying home way too early and
I spent most of the travel sleeping.

Another event worth mentioning was a visit from our friend
Martin, who kept us insanely busy. One moment he was with me at yoga, persuading
me to run and do push ups in a beach version of his booth camp, have us stand
up paddle boarding, running up a mountain or running 10k to spit and back. We
also went to some really amazing restaurants, had a few drinks and danced a
little. Good times, but needless to say me and L. went to sleep at 8PM the day
he left.

We also went for a camping trip to a place called Iluka with
our friend Stepan and apart from the beautiful coast of Sharks Bay we saw
some kangaroos running around and we made a fire at night, got a tiny bit high
and cooked sausages over the fire. After a wonderful walk on the beach we drove
back home and stopped in a tiny village called Newrybar, which was just the
place for me. Tiny little boutique shops, dogs and excellent food from a
hipster like truck. Loved it! When we made it home, me and Lukas took a nap,
something that doesn’t happen too often and I enjoyed it big time. Did I
mention how much I love camping?

Otherwise yoga. Yoga is currently my only purpose given the
fact that I hate my work life daily. If only my love for yoga was positively
correlated with how good I am at it. Last week I managed to go to six different
classes with five different instructors and I practiced at home as well. On Friday
I did three hours in the row including mantras and pranayama and it was
exhilarating. Apart from yoga I also started running a little bit, but I am
not loving it. I used to have a passionate relationship with running, now it’s
more like: I hope running is sleeping already when I get to bed. It happened
when I arrived in Australia and it just didn’t get any better. I miss my hills,
I miss my forest, I miss the breeze, forest floor and my dog. I also keep up
with my swimming and on top of that I started playing tennis, I am no good, but
I love it. So here’s my sporting update.

Only the best yoga pants.