READY, SET, GO.
I arrived in Australia from Bali on the 5th April, 2021. That was five months ago and the time has flown. I’ve caught up with family and friends and even visited with my wonderful friend, Barry Staib, a few times before he passed away.
I’ve had medical check ups, registered for the pension, lost 20kg through dieting and have been walking for up to 3 hours a day. I achieved heaps and am ready for a new adventure.
Badu Island, here I come.
On the 6th September, tomorrow, I head off to the Torres Strait. I’ll be teaching a class of Year 1 and 2 students for the next ten months. I can’t wait.
I lived and worked in the Torres Strait from 1983 to 1991 and again did consultancy work and mural painting from 2000 to 2003. Badu Island was one of the islands I visited, where I worked with children to paint murals. The photos below show both the island and one of the murals I worked on.
I’ve spent the last month getting ready; buying clothes for work, filling in paperwork, chasing tickets and packing cases. My sister, Janet, helped me, every step of the way. Thank you! My Mum can’t be overlooked as well. She’s my rock and has regularly assured me I’ll manage the teaching gig and that it will be a wonderful adventure. Bayu, back in Bali, has also thrown his support behind my teaching gig. He and my team at Private Ubud Villas are performing brilliantly and I know the business is in great hands.
Life after cancer.
Almost 2 years ago I was diagnosed with bladder cancer, had radical surgery, ended up with modified plumbing, underwent chemotherapy and survived. Two years later I am well, healthy and getting fitter by the day. Yes, I am ready for this new challenge.
My tickets arrived.
On Friday, my airline tickets finally arrived. On Monday, 6th September, at 6am, I fly from the Gold Coast to Cairns. At midday, I fly from Cairns to Bamaga, on Cape York Peninsula and then onto Horn Island. At Horn Island, I change planes again and fly the 20 minutes to Badu Island. I’m due to arrive there at 3:20pm. It’ll be a huge day of travel, 3 different planes and 5 hours in the air. What could possibly go wrong? The plumbing, of course, but maybe I’ll be lucky and have no leaks. Like a parent with a toddle, I have a tote bag with all the gear for running repairs. Life is an adventure.